Something is wrong with Miss Yukinoshita

"forward……"

The girl's heart tightened for a moment, but the boy desperately raised his arms to stop her urgently wanting to refute.

"On the battlefield, we only seek objectivity. Muramasa, whether it is a direct confrontation with the Minotaur or an accidental injury, it all stems from my arbitrariness and weakness. You don't have to blame yourself for this—and, hold me It’s been a long journey, it’s been hard work.”

"Why do you still have the mood to say such things..."

Senshou Village was choking up and said.

"Heartbeat, heartbeat even stopped for a few seconds..."

"There is an old saying in Jiuxia, 'If you survive a catastrophe, you must have a future blessing'."

Mochizuki Kaoru grinned, showing an ugly smile.

"Those who don't defeat you will eventually make you stronger...cough coughcough...so don't worry, this bad life can't be lost for the time being."

He wasn't trying to force his way. Compared to those weird and strange anomalies, the Minotaur, an opponent who purely limited the harm to the physical level, was extremely innocent. Many comrades around the young man fell into the meaningless "rules". He himself has suffered a lot of dark losses - the latest "contradictory" incident, if "Adult Kingdom" can just offset the negative impact of shrinking his body, what awaits him will be a thorough and complete training in the Qin Tianjian and the National Defense Agency. social death.

The girl didn't speak, just stared into his eyes through the shield of the helmet.

So Mochizuki gave up the consolation, and instead let out a long sigh as if resigned to fate.

"Don't show that expression, it always reminds me of some bad memories."

Memories that will never be known to ordinary people.

In Egypt, in Northern Europe, in Jiuxia, those people who died trying to save him, those people he didn't have time to save, those people who exchanged their lives for abnormal first-hand information - looking at them, I also have the same expression Right—the boy didn't know, and was afraid to pursue the answer that was within reach.

"Let's put aside the sad topic first. If you really think that my senior is a bit miserable, after the mission is over, just take a few apples to the ward to have a look."

Mochizuki cleared his throat and continued: "What can be confirmed now is that there are no characters of Ariadne and Theseus among us, nor shields, daggers and balls of string, so we can escape by killing the Minotaur. The plan can be put on hold for now.”

"As for Plan B, sorry, the task of collecting feathers and making wings can only be done by you..."

He tilted his head slightly ashamed.

"I'm obviously here for reinforcements, but it's like this, it's really..."

"Senior, please don't say that."

Senjumura was gently holding the boy's armored right hand.

"Before you showed up, I was actually quite disturbed."

The girl's fingertips were trembling slightly.

"As you probably know, I don't have much experience in dealing with abnormalities. In the past few years, I have been in charge of rear security work while doing internships. I recently went to Ireland as an auxiliary person to perform the first completely non-dangerous mission."

"The time at the Taketori Building...was the first time I took full responsibility in the true sense. It made me understand how close I was to losing my life and dying. The corridor, the paper man, the thrush, maybe I can escape, maybe I can't escape anymore, maybe my name will be engraved on the stone tablet in the family cemetery with many people, my father will definitely cry, he will be depressed, and he will be devastated."

"Senior, you changed everything."

"You don't know how happy I was when you leaned behind me and started the flamethrower, when you broke the corridor, when you pulled me out of the thrush..."

She took a deep breath.

"I never realized how fragile the self-proclaimed tempered body and spirit are in the face of 'abnormality', just as you have never realized that you may habitually extend your hand as a senior What kind of redemption did I get."

The girl seemed to see under the high wall again, among the fluttering white feathers, the boy smilingly offering his palm to her.

"Senior, maybe I haven't fully allowed myself to enter a role called 'operator', and I haven't fully possessed the courage and strength to face any abnormalities, but I don't think I'm a greedy person who only wants to take."

She smiled back, and on her usually expressionless cheeks, there seemed to be a quiet moonlight blooming quietly.

"Leave the next task to me, senior, I owe you a few apples now, don't forget."

The boy was dumbfounded, and tried his best to retract the fingers of his held right hand, responding to the temperature of the girl's palm.

"Ah, so be it, Muramasa, I'll leave it to you."

He said.

"I will never forget."

Volume 125: Chapter [-] Chapter [-] Weaving Wings and Flying

Chekhov once said when talking about script writing, "If there is a gun hanging on the wall in the first act, then this gun must be used to shoot it in the third act, otherwise your gun does not need to hang here. ".

——Looking at the feathers still falling from the sky from time to time, Kaoru Mochizuki, unable to move, remembered such words in his wild thoughts.He couldn't help laughing at himself, unless those seabirds suffered from some kind of advanced hair loss disease, how could there be so many naturally shed feathers under normal circumstances?

"What's the matter, senior?"

Qianshou Village, who was always paying attention to the boy, naturally noticed the smile on the corner of his mouth, so Kaoru Mochizuki shared the brain hole he had accidentally created with the girl.

"This is really..."

The girl was a little bit dumbfounded, she didn't understand why even though the injury was like this, the boy was still in the mood to think wildly - even though the "hair removal disease" was indeed a Jiuxia homophonic stalk that was too cold to make people wonder whether they should laugh out loud or not.

"Pain and danger can't make people give up optimism, Muramasa." Mochizuki Kaoru said: "There are too many things to be afraid of, and there are also too many things to be thankful for. If you have the ability to change the status quo, then don't be downcast. There's no point in feeling sorry for yourself if you don't have the power to change the situation."

"Senior, the chicken soup is a little hot."

Qianshoucun was joking and didn't want to refute. Although she had heard many flashy admonitions and warnings, she was willing to continue listening to the commonplace nonsense of the boy.

"I don't like chicken soup very much. Whether I drink it myself or give it to others, it just serves to paralyze reality." Mochizuki fiddled with the horns, trying to restore enough flexibility to the palm of his hand from the stamina of the anesthetic as soon as possible.

"But I really don't have much experience in supporting younger generations. A few years ago, I ran around the world. After dealing with abnormal incidents, the surviving teammates belonged to different regions. Many people may never see each other again. Therefore, the village Exactly, I am not a qualified senior, just an old guy who can provide some life experience."

A few seabirds landed on him, tilted their heads, pecked at the hard black lump they had never seen before with the tip of their beaks, and then flew away with flapping noises.

"Senior is saying these strange things again."

The girl could hear that when the boy said the three words "old guy", he didn't have any hint of depression.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you are not Zang Qingzhi, that guy will definitely use his age to talk about things at this time." Mochizuki smiled: "The Department of Defense is a good place. Although there are many problems, it will be returned. There are Uncle Qingming, Zang Qingzhi and Grandpa Saito who are guarding for old and disrespectful guys... I digress, what did we just say?"

"You're filling me with chicken soup."

Senshou Village looked helplessly at the half-covered helmet the boy was wearing. She really wanted to take it off to see if the increasingly unruly senior had broken his brain.

"Yes, chicken soup...I don't like chicken soup very much, so it's better not to drink it."

"Senior, it's a miracle that you haven't been beaten to death by your teammates."

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Gossiping and waiting can't make the status quo change for the better, but the next moment he decides to start making wings, Senshou Village finds bundles of hemp rope and jars of beeswax in the corner of the maze. A girl who has read Greek mythology You know, this is also part of the legend of the Great Labyrinth of Crete, and it is the key to the escape of the craftsman "Daedalus" and his son.

For some reason, she always felt that she had overlooked some very important information, but after thinking about it carefully, she could only regard it as an illusion.

It seems that the hands blessed by Hephaestus put the feathers together, tied them with ropes, mixed with beeswax, and the wings were formed little by little.Structuring, weaving, knotting, and the flicking of fingers seemed to be aided by gods. Senshou Village knew that he had completely entered the identity of "Daedalus", and briefly inherited his unparalleled ingenuity and skills.

"so good……"

The boy sitting by the wall sighed with emotion.

"Is this really okay, Xun?"

Mo Di, who had reconnected to the communication channel, asked.

"There's nothing wrong...or rather, this is the only way."

Mochizuki Kaoru responded helplessly.

"As expected of the most well-known anomaly in Greek mythology, this is the first time I have encountered such a hopeless countermeasure."

"You don't seem very nervous."

"Because I've experienced too much..." He let out a soft breath: "There are people around me who despise their own lives, whether they like it or not, they will gradually be assimilated, and they will be trapped in the abalone for a long time. That's all."

"Yes."

Mentioning these, young people are quite emotional.

"Who is not mentally prepared for the old guy who can live to this day?"

"Come on, I'm only sixteen!"

"What, is the point here?"

"Matter of principle!"

The bickering touched the wound, Mochizuki Xun laughed and coughed violently.

"Then, the control of Juzi will be handed over to you."

"Just talking, I still haven't forgotten to trouble me in the end, wait for you to come back and see how I deal with you."

The air returned to silence, neither of them knew what else to say, so they all shut up.

The sun was setting to the west, and the anesthetic power had not dissipated, and the whole set of armor could already engulf the young man to make some simple movements under Mo Di's control.At the same time, Qianshou Village is tying up a tuft of feathers, and the artificial wings are nearing the end of the process. She is playing with the wings that are both beautiful and practical, but she still can't believe that this creation came from her hands.

"Can this thing really fly..."

The wings are tied to the arms, and the wings are slightly heavy due to the presence of beeswax and hemp rope.She tried to swing her arms, just like a real seabird, staggering and rising slowly.

"Senior, I'm done!"

"Oh! Well done!"

Mochizuki Xun struggled to stand up, and the body movements were completely left to Juzi, which made him very uncomfortable.

"A physical structure that would have pissed off Newton and Darwin."

The young man picked up a piece of wing, observed that the seam was almost invisible, and was indistinguishable from the real wings, and fixed them on his arms with the help of Senju Muramasa.

"It's not that I haven't flown before, but this method is the first time."

He raised his arms like a child with a new toy.

"Senior, are you interested in flying?"

"Yeah, yearning for the sky is human nature."

Flapping his wings vigorously, Mochizuki Kaoru also flew crookedly, he hovered between the walls, his movements became more and more proficient under the control of the outer armor.

"Muramasa, how are you getting used to it?"

"It went well, no problems were found, we should find the right way."

"Very well, then—"

The young man looked up, and seabirds were flying around in amazement, watching the two huge "companions" below.

"set off!"

Volume 126: Chapter [-] Chapter [-] Praise the Sun

Humans have never stopped conquering the sky, but even for Mochizuki Kaoru who has seen too many abnormalities, it is the first time to fly into the sky with his own body without a mechanical structure aircraft.

His body was inconvenient to move, Juzi controlled his limbs, and slowly flew to a higher place.

After crossing the high wall, the rushing sea breeze lifted him up, and he could see the line of water and sky in the distance.The setting sun was falling, dyeing the clouds into a shimmering golden red, and the color of the sunset filled the entire sky, reflecting on the boy's face.

Behind him, Qianshou Village followed.

"Senior, where are you going?"

"...to the north, the last island where Daedalus landed is called Icaria, which is about [-] kilometers northeast of Crete."

"Three, three hundred kilometers?"

"But I predict that after breaking away from the anomalous envelope of this huge maze, you can go out, and you don't need to fly that far."

The girl nodded, then froze for a moment.

"Great labyrinth... what is it?"

"The Great Labyrinth of Crete, isn't that the way it was written?"

"Are you kidding me again?"

The two of them flapped their wings one after the other, across the calm sea.The maze-like labyrinth was getting smaller and smaller under their feet, and they had already seen the whole picture of the island. Qianshou Village seemed to be in a good mood, and he was free to find the location of the Minotaur.

"Senior, can I shoot it from here?"

"It doesn't matter... No, wait, no, not RPG-29, the tail flame will burn the feathers!"

"Just one shot?"

"Not even one shot!"

The huge island slowly shrunk to the size of a palm, and then gradually became blurred in the field of vision. Below him was the turbulent sea water, and the water surface had a little gradual blue due to the different depths of the seabed.The wings are dyed orange red, and the sun keeps falling, as if it wants to plunge into the ambiguous boundary where the water and the sky meet.