As an elite imperial mutant warrior, Diliel has always been the glory of the family, especially after she became Caroline's personal maid, the newborns and younger generations all regard her as their example.
But now all this has come to nothing.
Caroline Becuin died on the battlefield, but she survived in the end.
You can imagine how fierce the anger from the Caroline family she had to face.
However, the empire that failed in the war was in the process of employing people, so Dilier, who barely managed to save her life, was dispatched as the captain of the guard to protect the Yama Mission.
Today is the second day since the mission left imperial territory.
Dilier has been in a bad mood these days.
This is not only related to her situation, but more importantly, she has to meet all the requirements of the woman she hates.
For example, fetching water.
Looking for a source of water in freezing Siberia is such a harsh and stupid request, but Dilly can only accept it silently.
Her identity is no longer the same as before, and a little negligence may put her in danger.
Fortunately, she was lucky.
Half an hour later, she actually found a small frozen lake.
After getting the water, Dilier ran back to where the motorcade was staying at full speed.
She instinctively ignored why there were no sentries outside the motorcade, because in the past few days, everyone had been "tortured" by that woman and exhausted.
"Sir."
Diliel stood respectfully outside the largest chariot, "The water you want."
"Send it in."
A female voice sounded in the car, but the tone of the female voice was slightly strange.
Dilier didn't think too much, she opened the car door, but before her sight could reach the inside of the car, a blue-gray sword blade was firmly placed on her fair neck.
"It's you" Dilier exclaimed.
Even though the person in front of her was no longer the same bloody person as before, she still recognized him at first sight.
It was precisely because of this that her instinctive fear made her She gave up her resistance instantly.
"Dilir, you idiot."
Lying in the car was a woman wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket, but her enviably perfect figure was being tightly restrained by ropes.
Diliel looked at the body tied tightly with ropes and shook her head with a sigh.
She didn't expect that the ropes she brought out from the empire would be used here.
This special rope made of high-strength polyethylene fiber material is even stronger than high-quality steel.
"Lord Angelel, the water you want."
She finally slowly raised her hand.
Dili'er's words were like a loud slap on Angelil's face, and Angelil's face turned red, not knowing whether it was from anger or shame.
"Asshole" Angelil screamed, "you" "Shut up" the cold growl interrupted the communication between the two.
"Before you get my permission, keep your mouths shut.
Otherwise, I don't mind having two more corpses here."
Angelil snorted, but kept her mouth shut.
But Dilier just shook his head and stopped talking.
Fan casually tied Diliel and Angelil together, then took off all the weapons they carried and walked out of the car.
A moment later, he entered the car carrying a weak body.
"Hey, it seems that you have gained a lot, Xiangche and Beauty, and there are three of them at once."
Mandala blinked and smiled weakly.
Fan didn't answer.
He took out a treatment needle from the package around his waist and injected it into her body.
He casually pulled up Mandala's clothes, and then took a look at her wound.
The mixed wound, which was three to four centimeters wide, almost tore her lower abdomen.
The ulcerated tissue had begun to become severely inflamed, and there was no trace of it at all.
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"You've seen it so many times, haven't you seen enough of my body?"
Mandala chuckled, not worried about his injuries at all.
Fan put down her clothes expressionlessly, and then started the engine of the chariot.
"Where are we going?"
Mandala changed into a more comfortable position.
"Yama."
"Yama" Mandala raised his eyelids in surprise, but then returned to normal, "Why go to Yama and how do we enter their territory?"
Fan remained silent.
Angelil's appearance was an unexpected surprise for him, especially after learning the destination of her trip, a vague plan was slowly taking shape.
"Don't worry about this.
As long as you guarantee my safety, I will let you have a legal identity."
Angelil, who was sitting behind the wheel, suddenly said.
"Legal identity" Mandala muttered with some confusion.
"Legal identity" Angelil seemed to be worried that they didn't understand, and continued to add, "Yam Luo is different from the Angel of Death.
It tends to be a loose free alliance.
Anyone who is willing to contribute their own strength can join Yama Luo."
Find a job that suits you.”
"Did you know about this beforehand?"
Mandala looked at Fan's profile.
Fan was still driving the car in silence, but in fact he didn't know this.
"It sounds like your guarantee is of no use."
Seeing that Fan didn't answer, Mandala turned his attention to Angelil.
"No, that's not the case."
Angelil shook her head, "Yam Luo never accepts defected reformers.
This is a rule set at the beginning of the organization's establishment.
But if the newly joined reformers have an identity Guarantor, then things will turn out differently.”
"So you have a lot of status in Yama."
Mandala turned his head curiously and looked at Angelil in the back seat.
Just as Angelil was about to struggle to sit up, the muzzle of the gun protruding from the driver's seat was pointed at her.
"If you move again, I'll kill you."
Fan's cold tone was without any warmth.
Angelil's body immediately stiffened and she no longer dared to move rashly.
She had no doubts about Fan's execution ability.
"Hey, look, if you do this, we will no longer be able to communicate with each other."
Mandala pointed helplessly at Angelil.
“Communication is done with the mouth, not the body.”
"Tch."
Mandala snorted slightly, then spread his hands towards Angelil, "You also heard that our Mr.
Fan only allows you to communicate with your mouth, so I suggest you stay honest.
Be obedient.”
"By the way, where did we just talk?"
Angelil glanced at Fan's profile and stopped speaking.
"Identity, we talked about identity."
Mandala finally remembered, "Hey, dear Captain Vatican, you'd better say something, otherwise our beautiful lady will never dare to speak again."
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Fan didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.
But Angelil became silent at this moment.
She turned her head to one side and remained silent.
"Okay, okay."
Mandala shook his head helplessly, "It seems that our captain is still useful in keeping you alive."
"Then this beauty seems to be of no use on the way to Yama."
Mandala pointed at Dilier who had been silent.
Dilier was still wearing slightly revealing clothes, and her exaggerated breasts were bumping up and down as the chariot moved forward.
After hearing this, she instinctively wanted to defend, but in the end she just gritted her teeth and remained silent.
"My dear captain, can you explain to me the reason?"
Fan suddenly turned his face and said, "Before I get bored, you'd better keep your mouth shut.
Also, I'm not very interested in the so-called legal identity.
If you think you can blackmail me with it, I advise you to stop this stupid idea."
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became solid.
Mandala glared at Fan with some annoyance, and then simply closed his eyes, not wanting to speak anymore.
In fact, for Fan, he only hoped to exchange corresponding weapons supplies and treatment drugs at the cost of Angelil.
Angelil obviously has a high status in Yama, otherwise she would not have a special escort.
Mission.
Of course, even without Angelil, Fan is confident that he can get supplies and medicine, but this process is relatively troublesome.
The chariot flew smoothly and quickly along the navigator towards the distant destination, and the four people sitting in the car, each with their own concerns, had no idea how their futures would intertwine
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