Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

After saying goodbye to his sister Alice, Fick contacted the captain of the high-speed ship in the afternoon, of course, the so-called transportation of Rembiton's native products to Victoria for trade was just a pretense.

The real business is actually smuggling.

Of course, the smuggling ship is mercenary, so the other party agreed without hesitation after hearing Fick's high offer, this money is equivalent to picking up for nothing, why not?

The last thing he did after leaving Rembito was that Fick mailed an orange-red source stone crystal—of course, it has now been restored to light gold, but it was the one with the highest probability of him awakening and mailed it.

And the address is the energy department of Columbi Rhein Life.

Few logistics companies in Rem Billiton can mail dangerous goods such as source stone crystals and travel long distances to Columbi - but Fick took out a check for 100,000 brothers....

of tenths.

So it was done immediately.

In this kind of thing, Fick still believes his word, not to mention that he really wants to see what this Columbi Rhein Life Energy Director, Ferdinand Clooney, can research.

He is the second person to appreciate his talent, so Fick's return will not be stingy.

It's just that after completing his studies, Fick will not go to the city of Trimont in Columby, and he will work under him, and Fick's has promised Alice, and he thinks so.

Take the Steel Radish Mine to a new height.

After doing this last thing, Fick drove the wasteland crawler with Master, who had resigned from his post, to the boarding address of the high-speed ship in the early morning of the next day.

In reality, Fick's journey to education didn't go well.

After boarding the smuggled high-speed ship with Masters, he left Rem Bituo, eating and wearing on the high-speed ship, and his eyes were full of dust raised from the wasteland, and the old shadow of Rem Bito.

After 27 days, the high-speed ship almost encountered a landslide caused by a natural disaster at the door of Ronweia, and the entire high-speed ship almost overturned.

Masters almost died, but Fick managed to save him - but all the Columbi cash checks he was carrying were damaged by the sludge and turned into waste paper.

Masters felt guilty for this, but Fick didn't blame him.

And the captain of the smuggling high-speed ship because the high-speed ship was seriously damaged by the mudslide attached to the landslide, and after sending Fick to it, he sat down and raised the price, wanting to get a little back from Fick.

Of course he couldn't.

Together with his men, all of them were thrown into the boiler compartment of the high-speed ship by Fick and burned, and together with the source stone charcoal, they turned into black smoke that polluted the air.

All the cash and checks were also taken by Fick as a new reserve.

It's just that after paying a series of necessary fees such as the entry fee to enter Ronwia, as if God calculated, it just left Fick penniless.

At this time, Victory's school city, the streets of Ronwia.

Standard Time [3:13:39pm]

This time is usually the afternoon tea time of the Victorian people, and the smell of tea and dessert is everywhere in the streets and alleys, and the dessert shops and afternoon tea houses are three steps and one post and five steps and one sentry.

From time to time, newsboys run by, shouting in a tone whether anyone needs to buy the latest newspaper.

Fick

, while under the eaves, read a letter secretly sent to him by Ronweia's messenger.

Before this, a Count of Victoria named Count Drout did not know that he knew the person Fick Logsh through the above channel, and took a special passage to study at the University of Aesliat.

So he immediately asked the messenger of Ronvia to send him a letter, informing himself that if he wanted to enter the University of Asliat, he would need a nobleman above the count as a guarantor to enter it.

But the price is to work for him later.

At that time, Fick's brows were twisted when he saw the letter, and if he wanted to enroll in this university on the premise of serving the Count of Victoria as a premise, then this journey would be meaningless from the beginning.

But a letter from Ronweia's messenger told him that this was not the case at all.

It was Count Drout who secretly made the stumbling block cut off his messenger, causing this unqualified admission certificate to expire, but now Fick has no capital to directly confront a Count of Victory.

What's more, the current Count Drout still has no family, and his strength is still relatively strong, if he tears his face directly with him, Fick can't eat and go.

So Fick had to temporarily pretend to agree to Count Drout, and temporarily established a cooperative relationship with him, and he can only take one step at the moment, but he will definitely not become his puppet.

"Master Fick.

Just then, Masters trotted over - he had now changed into a casual old Victorian outfit and looked like an old detective.

"How's it going

, Master?"

Seeing Master, Fick immediately put down the letter in his hand and said to Master.

"We have to hurry, your acceptance letter must be delivered to the University of Aslyat before tomorrow morning, otherwise it will be very troublesome to expire completely."

Master took a deep breath and said to Fick:

"The mobile city-state of Ronvia is very large, and the University of Asliat is in a strictly controlled area, only this evening there is a direct rail train in the city, which only takes about an hour.

Fick asked

, "How much does the train fare?"

and Masters replied

, "Seventy pounds for one person, and

two of us have a discount for two people,

one hundred and twenty pounds."

Fick nodded and asked

, "Is the money ready?"

and Master replied decisively:

"Ready, the bits and pieces of money add up to exactly one hundred and

twenty pounds,

no more, no less."

"When we get to the university, there will be someone to pick you up Master Fick, so we won't have to worry about money then."

Fick bowed his head again and asked

, "Tell me what time it is, Master?" Master

, looking at the watch on his wrist, replied

, "At three thirty-nine in the afternoon,

there are still four hours and twenty-one minutes before the train starts."

Fick asked again

, "How long will it take us to get to the platform of the train now?" and

Master replied

, "If it takes about two hours on foot, time is still plenty for us at the moment,

Master Fick, you can rest assured."

Fick said

, "I see, Master, you come to see this, it was sent to me by the messenger of Ronweia, and although he could not defeat the Count of Drout,

he secretly told me the truth. Then

Fick showed the reply letter in its entirety in front of Masters.

"This... This Count Drout is really a sinister idea!"

After reading this reply, Master Master said to Fick angrily: "

But this also confirms that Master Fick's talent, being able to take the special talent channel and be admitted to the University of Asliat... The gaze will definitely become more and more focused on you in the future.

Fick slipped the letter back into his waist and said

to Master, "Well, but I'll always only be in charge of the Steel Radish Mine and the Lornes house, and everything else will be left alone."

Masters bowed lightly and said

to Fick:

"I see your contribution and loyalty to the family, Master Fick."

Fick nodded, looked at the sky, and found that it was already cloudy, which was obviously a harbinger of an impending rainstorm.

"There is going to be a rainstorm soon, Master, our rush time will be delayed, get over early, we have nothing to do anyway, now the first goal is to get to the University of Aslyat as soon as possible."

Master Master nodded and replied

, "As you commanded, Master Fick,

we will set off." "

......

And indeed, as Fick expected, less than half an hour after he and Masters set off, a pouring rain fell in the sky, and the crowd on the streets and alleys was suddenly empty, and they all went home to avoid the rain.

And the trip did have some delays – for example, some potentially safe roads were closed by Ronwea's enforcement teams due to heavy rainfall.

So Fick and Masters made a long detour around the road, and when they arrived at the station, it was already about half past five in the evening, less than half an hour before the train started.

"Master Fick... It's not good..."

At this moment, Master, who was supposed to go to the ticket hall to buy tickets, hurried back again.

"What's wrong, Master?" asked Fick

immediately.

"The conductor told us that the train had increased in cost because of bad weather, and now it would take us two together three hundred pounds to get on the train.

Master's tone was very anxious:

"We are still one hundred and twenty pounds short, and there is no one waiting for the car next to here, and there is no way to find someone to borrow it."

Fick's face also sank when he heard this, and he said

to Master: "One hundred and twenty pounds, right... I'll figure it out.

He was about to turn around and step when Master's urgent call came from behind him:

"Master Fick... This is Victory... You tread carefully..."

Fick straightened his poncho and threw down without looking back:

"I have my own measure." He

then immediately ran quickly towards the residential area on the side of the station, and in any case he wanted to get the one hundred and twenty pounds.

But Ronvia is no better than Rem Bito and the Wasteland, it is the city of Victoria Academy, full of law enforcement teams, if you rob yourself will be caught in minutes.

So I had to think of another way, but there was not much time left for Fick, only more than twenty minutes.

Fick's heart began to become impetuous.

And more than ten minutes later, just as Fick passed the corner of a roof, an old call came:

"Okay... My granddaughter is waiting for my medicine today... Twenty dimensional pounds short ... My lord...... Be kind enough to give a little handout... Victory's light bless you..." Fick

immediately followed his gaze.

It turned out to be an old gentleman from Victoria who was begging with a hat under the eaves, and he heard Fick's footsteps and immediately said to Fick in a pleading tone.

"His eyes can't see..."

Fick observed and came to a conclusion.

Yes, the old gentleman of Victoria leaning against the wall was blind, and he had one hundred and eighty pounds in his hat, which, as he said, was twenty pounds short of buying his granddaughter today's medicine.

"One hundred and eighty pounds..."

Fick looked at the money in the blind man's hat, which happened to be the difference in his fare.

Fick bent down to face the blind man, and then...

Snap.

And the blind man heard the sound of landing in his hat, and immediately replied:

"Thank you for your generosity...!!

Fick stood up and turned away.

He simply replaced all the one hundred and eighty pounds in the blind man's hat with the damaged Columby bank checks—the size and texture of the paper were so similar that he couldn't touch them.

As for him waiting to buy medicine for his granddaughter tonight,

what does that have to do with Fick?