Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

After getting this one hundred and eighty dimensional pounds, Fick immediately found Masters and handed him one hundred and eighty dimensional pounds, and Masters said in surprise:

"Master Fick... You...... You can always get money... You won't..."

Fick shook his head and said to Masters:

"The source of the money... Mast...... If you always pay attention to the source, then you can go and open the safe of any Columbi bank, those paper records... You'll see.

Master opened his mouth, but finally said to Fick,

"You... It's good to get the money.

Fick shook the water from his poncho and said

to Master, "Go buy a ticket."

Masters immediately replied

, "Understood,

Master Fick."

Then he immediately trotted all the way to the ticket hall again and said to the conductor inside:

"Sir, this is three hundred pounds, we need two tickets." The

conductor took the pounds of pounds handed by Masters and said to him

, "Today the train will return about an hour later, but you are lucky,

and just now there is an instruction from above that it is enough to return the fare to one hundred and twenty pounds." The

Roenvia conductor sighed, handed back one hundred and eighty pounds to Masters, and together with the two rail train tickets, said in a puzzled tone:

"It's really not that we sit on the ground and start the price, old sir, there is an arrangement from above, and now it's obviously raining, and the fare has fallen back, what is the matter..."

"It's okay, it's okay... Thank you, sir. As

soon as he got the tickets, Masters returned to Fick and handed him two tickets—but he did not tell him about the one hundred and eighty pounds he had recovered.

"The train needed to be about an hour late to get back, but we still had time.

Masters said humbly to Fick.

"Then let's sit here and wait.

Fick nodded, found himself a bench and sat down.

At this moment, Fick

glanced sideways at Masters and said to him, he always felt that Master's demeanor at this time seemed a little uneasy.

"It's okay... Master Fick... I just wanted to go to the bathroom.

Masters paused when he heard this, and replied to Fick.

"The bathroom is in the direction I just came, go straight to the alley and turn left to see it.

Fick pointed to the street where he had come from far away and said to Masters.

"Well, thank you, Master Fick.

Masters bowed to Fick, then immediately ran off into the distance.

He had a faint feeling of premonition in his heart... This one hundred and eighty pounds... Master Fick, what have you done?"

Master's heart was thinking, only to feel that the one hundred and eighty dimensional pounds he was carrying in his arms were burning hot and smoking in his heart like burning charcoal in the rainstorm.

He vaguely remembered the direction and road where Fick came, and he also ran forward against the pouring rainstorm, and the mud on the ground was splashed by the anxious steps of old Pelo, like a dirty gem.

"...?!" And

just as Master crossed the third street entrance, he faintly heard a scolding sound from an alley on the right, and his heart suddenly clicked, and he immediately hurried towards there.

When he arrived, he found a pharmacist chasing away an old blind man covered in dirt.

You old blind man, look at what you gave me, what two hundred pounds, it's a fucking pile of broken Columbian bank checks. "

One hundred thousand sheets... It's pretty loud, but it's all muddy and worthless! I told you to beg somewhere else, and recently that place is full of tricksters!"

the Victorian pharmacist yelled at the old blind man with the

checks that Fick had replaced.

"Sir... Okay, I'll double it tomorrow... My granddaughter is waiting for today's medicine ... She's been so sick lately that she won't be able to hold it if she breaks the medicine tonight!" the

old blind man begged in a miserable tone, almost kneeling down by his door.

Lao Tzu is a medicine dealer, not a charity! You go and find a way to get the money first, I also want to live, how can I give you the medicine for nothing!" The

richly dressed medicine merchant threw the old blind man out the door like a fly with an impatient look.

"Please... Please... Master...... I want that medicine to save my granddaughter's life..."

the old blind man was still begging outside the

medicine dealer's door.

Your granddaughter's order is to me!! If you yell at me again, I'll just call Ronvia's law enforcement team to come and arrest you!" The

pharmacist's tone was as cold and ruthless as the coldest cold iron.

Masters stepped forward without saying a word.

He clearly saw that these damaged Columbian bank checks were the eleven checks that Fick had taken to save himself, and he remembered each version number clearly.

There is no doubt that Fick exchanged the old blind man's money – even though he knew that the old blind man's purpose in the next step was to buy medicine to save his granddaughter's life.

"Old sir... Old gentleman..."

he called softly to the old blind man, his tone full of apology and self-reproach.

"Ahhh!!sir... You...... The money is gone... If you want... Just take my life..." The

old blind man, who had lost the one hundred and eighty pounds he had saved his granddaughter's life, had become a little abnormal, and said to Masters in a maniacal tone.

"This is your one hundred and eighty dimensional pounds... Be...... Stolen by a thief... I just got it back from him..." Masters

placed one hundred and eighty dimensional pounds intact in his palm.

In the dim light of the street lamps under the rainstorm, Master looked at the old blind man of Victoria with a face that resembled himself.

"There's also a pair of watches here... Although it is not made by a famous craftsman, it should be more than enough to make up the remaining twenty dimensional pounds to make up two hundred dimensional pounds. Then

Master took off his watch and placed it with the one hundred and eighty pounds, and the old blind man took the hat, the weight of which almost crushed his decaying spine.

"Thank you... Old gentleman...... Thank you...... My granddaughter has been saved..." The

old blind man almost wept with gratitude, and thanked Masters with great earnestness.

Next, after confirming that he had successfully bought the medicine for his granddaughter today from the pharmacist, Masters calmed down a little, and watched him enter the house before leaving.

"..."

On the way back to the station, back to Fick's side, Masters remained silent and thoughtful on the way.

In Rembito, Masters had also seen Fick make money with those Carters teenagers, but Masters also knew a little about the character of those people.

They are all some ruffian-like existences, even if they die, they will not feel guilty.

But the old blind man in front of him had never known himself all his life, braving heavy rain to beg along the street just for two hundred pounds, which was the money he had bought for his granddaughter's medicine, and it was his hope.

Fick, on the other hand, can easily plunder it without hesitation, as natural as picking flowers and pulling grass.

Master Fick... You this....

When Masters rushed back to the station, less than ten minutes before the train arrived, and Fick, who was also a little anxious, saw Masters coming, and immediately got up and asked:

"Is it because you are not feeling well?

"Nothing... It was that the bathroom suddenly broke, when the whole equipment exploded, I dodged in time, not injured by debris, or my head knocked and fainted.

Fick immediately asked with concern

, "Is there any bleeding, or is there any visual abnormality or something?"

But this made Masters a little scared.

Fick is really nice and nice to his own family.

But to outsiders, his attitude is that he can abuse and plunder at will.

It's as if they were born that way.

Born to serve Fick alone.

Born to give everything to the Lornes family.

"It's okay, Master Fick, there is no bloodshed, just a bump.

In the end, Master still didn't tell the truth, just gritted his teeth and answered to Fick.

"If anything happens, tell me immediately.

Fick nodded, and then said to Master,

"What time is it, Master?

Masters immediately glanced at his right wrist, which was empty, and his watch had been filled with twenty pounds to scrape together money for the old blind man.

"Master, why is your watch gone?"

Fick immediately observed that Master's right wrist was empty, and asked in a puzzled tone.

"Nothing... Master Fick, the watch was washed by water and has been short-circuited, if it is worn again, there may be a safety hazard, I will directly throw it away.

Master's heart turned like electricity, and the lie blurted out.

"So... Little thing, when someone at the university picks up, just buy you a new one, better than the previous one, Victory's watchmakers are still very good.

Fick didn't doubt Master's words in the slightest, just said so.

"Hello, passengers, the shuttle bus to the University of Asliat is still a minute away, this is the only round of trains tonight, please be prepared for boarding passengers..."

At this moment, the pure Victorian accent of the conductor came from the radio loudspeaker on the station.

Fick and Masters stood up in unison, and on the night of the heavy rain, there were only two passengers in the huge station, Masters and Fick, waiting for the train to the University of Asliat.

A minute later, the train finally arrived at the station with a roar and the noise of brakes, and Masters and Fick finally boarded the train to the University of Asliat.

Fick, ah... Fick.

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