Children's emotional fluctuations are more pure than adults, and the color changes are much richer, as long as you have a certain amount of experience, you can easily distinguish the circuits used by adults and children, and the error is negligible.

Roland wished he had hit an astronomical error of small probability, but the repeated induction mercilessly shattered his expectations.

The other party used children, and there were quite a few of them, roughly estimated to be nearly 100 people.

Why did the other party act the way he did? A little thought will give you the answer.

-- Consumables to expand the capacity of consciousness.

The people who planned the attack tried their best to lower the threshold for activating the "Formless Wind God", and even resorted to self-detonation to do so, but interfering with the atmosphere, creating vacuum areas and small-scale natural disasters - no matter how small the scale, required elaborate calculations and adjustments, and even if dozens of quadrilateral mages were invested, they still could not meet the demand. In order to overcome this difficulty, it is necessary to find a way to expand the realm of common consciousness and dedicate a portion of the consciousness capacity to the calculation and adjustment of the attrition.

In the case of Alfheim, this kind of work is handed over to the computing circuit formed by the Deathwing fragments and the Sky Crystal, and humans who cannot enjoy the convenience of advanced technology can only solve it in a primitive and brutal way.

Implant the consciousness expansion technique on the basis of the communication technique, and gradually turn the subjects of the surgery into a blank slate, steal their consciousness, and act as a consumable specially used for calculation and adjustment.

Not only that, but in order to build a strong resonance and maximize the performance of the computing loop, all the orphans who were summoned were orphans who had died because of the collapse of the consortium. Use their hatred of the consortium to form empathy.

We are impeachers;

We are the ones who punish;

We are the Avengers;

Forge weapons with the whole body and all the spirits;

Hammer of sanction on the treacherous;

The indifferent chorus passed along the induction circuit, gnawing at Roland's heart little by little.

It was a song of revenge, and a chorus of stagnant thoughts.

The singing voice sung by the immature children's voice in an emotionless and undulating tone is enough to make the most daring people feel furious in their hearts, and then wonder if they have accidentally broken into the scene of the cult rally. However, Roland is well aware that this is not entirely the result of brainwashing, but on the contrary, the true voice of the singer.

Fraud, sabotage, assassination, annexation, monopoly...... The history of the Foundation's growth is a history written in blood and other filthy things. Whether it was those who tried to get in the way of the consortium or those who were unlucky enough to stand in the way of the consortium, they were all ruthlessly eradicated. The bereaved families of these people are bound to have a strong hatred for the consortium. But suffering from a huge disparity in strength. They have never been able to fulfill their wish for revenge, and can only let their anger accumulate and ferment in their hearts. Now someone has given a chance to bring down the consortium, and they are naturally willing to pay any price for it.

Revenge is the right of the victims, and what they are willing to pay for it is all based on their own will. As a member of the consortium, Roland has no position to question this. There are no words or means that can touch the hearts of the other person.

Want to stop people who can't communicate. The only way to kill them is to kill them. Kill all men, women, and children, all of them all.

(No, you can't say anything!, you can't become a ...... like then!!)

The chill swept through his body, and his breathing became more and more rapid. The body began to tremble violently, and the vision became blurred.

"Absolutely not!!"

The boy bit his lip tightly, blood beads slid down the corners of his mouth, and his thoughts, which were about to slide into blankness, were back on track, and he took the hand that grabbed the carriage door and injected strength.

Wow -

The door of the maintenance compartment was moved laterally, and Roland froze in place.

"What's wrong? Are you surprised to see us?"

Nona, who was sitting on the Golden Kalam, spread her hands and put on a troubled expression, while Gloria and Venia on the side were unhappy, and Valrhona, who kept her distance from the others, observed with interest.

It's a surprising sight.

Although they are travel companions, their relationship is not particularly harmonious. Based on their respective positions and personal wills, they only maintain a superficial friendly relationship, and although they will support each other in battle, they will not go beyond that. What's more, everyone has a good impression of Roland, and in this sense, they are still competitors.

Recently, for some reason, there is a tendency to get closer to each other, but it is still a little surprising that the four of them are one step ahead of Roland at the same time and appear in the maintenance workshop.

"How long do you think we've known each other?"

“......”

"Forget it, that's it. ”

Nona shook her hand lightly.

It is precisely because they are childhood sweethearts who know each other well, and have a clear understanding of Roland's growth process, as well as some of his deep-rooted consciousness, that Nona can accurately predict Roland's actions.

Because of this, she knows how to choose.

"The framework, the synthesis of the technique, and the loop link have all been checked, and they are ready to go. ”

Pat the seat of the "little sheep", the well-maintained high-speed rampant machine qì is shiny, and from the outside, it has almost been rebuilt.

Not only the possible actions, but also the possible tactics and weapons that may be used, they are accurately guessed and the final inspection is carried out before departure.

For this thoughtfulness and care, the boy smiled bitterly.

"Sorry for the trouble again. ”

If you have this self-awareness, let's solve the matter beautifully quickly. ”

Nona pressed the button in her hand, and the carriage on the right side slowly opened, and a rectangular section of the floor was slowly lifted by the hydraulic arm, pointing diagonally at the wind-swept sky.

Skid take-off deck.

This is an alternative research project for the Defence Force in the past when the design of the aircraft is designed as a catapult when the research fails. Compared with advanced but high-cost and high-risk catapults, the sliding deck has the advantages of low threshold and low cost risk. When the carrier aircraft takes off from the skid deck at about 12°, the best kinetic potential energy ratio can be obtained. In addition, the function of the sliding deck is not only to directly increase the take-off speed of the aircraft, but also to reduce the take-off and running distance of the aircraft. The length of the battleship deck was limited due to the slip jump. The carrier aircraft tilts upward, turning part of the power into a lifting force.

With the successful development of electromagnetic catapults, there are strict requirements for the engine output and pilot level of the carrier aircraft, and the sliding jump deck, which is relatively inefficient for carrier aircraft sorties, is immediately transferred to the reserve and is only used in specific projects.

Take, for example, the emergency sortie of the Kim Karam.

The space of the train carriage is small, and the entrance and exit are easy to blockade, once the doors on both sides are blocked by dense fire. How to get important people out of the way becomes a problem. In order to solve this problem, in addition to the configuration of the Golden Kalam, a liftable skid deck was installed in the maintenance compartment. Use the powerful output to propel the hull into the air. After that, it's time to fly.

Obviously the design was made for emergency detachment, but it also met Roland's combat needs, which made people have to sigh at this accident.

Roland's plan was to board the Kincaram and pass through the enemy's physical defenses. Arrive at the core of the Complex Phase Three-Dimensional Magic Array. Directly intervene and disarm this procedure.

Reckless to the point of madness. But it was also his only choice.

There are more than a dozen layers of security protection techniques, and it is not impossible to break through with a relatively rough method, but it is bound to tear up the consciousness of being linked together with communication techniques. Turn the other party into a waste. And it is also possible to trigger the activation loop, so that the entire technique will explode in advance, even if it is not a complete "formless wind god", it is not a problem to trigger an F5 tornado.

If it doesn't work at the surgical level, then directly break through the physical defense and enter the center of the operation to force a stop.

The Kincarram's maneuverability, protection, and Roland's handling skills and "Honkai" have at least a sixty percent chance of success.

Theoretically, yes, but there is another very important element that has not been taken into account, or that Roland himself has thought of but deliberately ignored.

That is an important factor that can determine the success of an operation and has a bearing on the lives of hundreds or thousands of people, and ignoring this point will directly lead to failure.

That's ......

(No, you can't.) ）

A series of ripples occurred in his spirit, and his right hand trembled spasmodically.

In this precarious situation, Roland was unable to exert his full strength. He took slow, repeated, deep breaths to calm his mind and focus on one point.

“...... No problem, I'm not the same person I was then, not a kid who couldn't do anything. ”

A low, hoarse muttering leaked out of his mouth, and after a few seconds, he finally calmed down. He raised his head, felt the strong wind pouring in from his face, inhaled deeply, and Roland pulled down his windshield.

"Kim Kalam, the channel is clear, please strike. ”

Nona's voice was heard over the bus radio, and the "little sheep" taxied to the take-off point, and the wheel gear was raised to jam the main tire.

Checking the condition of each part one by one, the power of the storm technique increased little by little, the air in the vortex mechanism continued to compress, and the Golden Karam let out a low roar similar to that of a beast.

“...... Don't push yourself too hard. ”

There was a whisper on the radio,

"Understood. ”

The boy smiled knowingly, cheered up and shouted.

"Roland Dark, Kincarram, strike!"

The countdown next to the launch port was zeroed, the wheel gear was lowered, and the Kincaram was about to shoot like an arrow from the string for the last second, and Roland saw "something" in his peripheral vision.

Breaking in from the emergency passage of the maintenance car, he flew straight to himself, thinking for a moment that it was a swan, and then realizing that the graceful silhouette belonged to a human woman, accompanied by Nona's exclamation, and her soft arms wrapped around his neck.

"Minerva!"

The sweet fragrance poured into his head, and at the same time that Roland shouted the other party's name, the attack signal lit up, and the oncoming G-force pressed back the doubt and surprise back to his stomach. Pushed to the apex of the 14° bevel angle in one breath by the jet current, the "little sheep" sank slightly, and then was lifted up by the floating technique, and flew towards the three-dimensional magic array that could already be confirmed with the naked eye.

"Why are you in such a place?!"

The "barrier" that wrapped around the whole body of the car rubbed against the air current, but Roland's voice with a hint of anger even drowned out the noise.

Minerva's actions can no longer be summed up in recklessness, they are simply suicidal. If she's a little slower, she'll collide with the jets, and even if she's lucky, she'll break a few bones.

"I can't even figure out the situation, just rushing over like this, what the hell are you thinking?!"

Roland couldn't help but roar loudly.

"I should say that!"

Not to be outdone, Minerva replied.

"Pilot this monster and deal with all kinds of counterattacks from the other side. Unleash the strategic attack spell at the same time!Are you serious?!"

“......”

With a slight shake of his shoulders, Roland fell silent.

Minerva's rhetorical question pointed straight to the core of the battle that could determine the success or failure of the battle—the capacity of consciousness and the speed of processing.

Dodging physical attacks, analyzing the protection technique and the core activation technique circuit, and decomposing the entire technique - all of the above require a considerable amount of consciousness capacity, even if it is an incomplete strategic-level technique with insufficient numbers, it still needs to be roughly equivalent to the opponent's consciousness capacity to crack.

Roland is indeed a rare genius, his computing power and consciousness capacity are far beyond the standard value of ordinary people, and he is still a rare expert in the use of "Honkai". But if you want to offset the consciousness capacity of dozens of people...... Still nothing is possible.

However, if there is a deputy with the same excellent consciousness capacity, the odds of success will increase significantly. But that's it. It will become two people who have to share the danger of a close-range outbreak.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Now slow down again. It's too late to get Minerva off the bus, and you'll lose precious time, so you can only take one step at a time.

"You just have to concentrate on breaking through, and I'll be your eyes. ”

Minerva in the mirror seemed a little angry. The hand around the waist and abdomen exerted a few more pressures.

Roland couldn't understand what she meant for a moment.

Cognition is an indispensable foundation for the work of magic. In addition to the basic knowledge concepts of the caster. The senses must be used to confirm the object or range of the magic cast. In order to be able to attack targets outside of line of sight, support techniques such as sensory sharing have also been developed, but the target is now within line of sight. There is no need for sensory sharing.

"What the hell do you want—"

Just as she was about to say the question, "Do what?" Roland understood what she meant.

Minerva's circuit released radial Mana fluctuations, and the extremely weak Mana vibrations spread like ripples, ignoring the Doppler effect, extending towards the three-dimensional magic array in the distance without attenuation, and sending information from wherever it went into Roland's brain.

Trees, flowers, meadows, streams, insects, birds, and the humans and the magic they perform are made up.

Intensive treatment "Insight".

By releasing the weak mana, the reflected mana fluctuations are projected into the brain, so that the patient's condition can be checked, which is very convenient for diagnosing fractures. Its extended use is to project mana into the distance for long-distance observation, just like the farsightedness method, although it is not as good as the specialized farsightedness method, but it is much better in terms of accuracy and sensing mana.

Coupled with Minerva's correction of the influence of information, the full picture of the staffing and techniques of the "Formless Wind God" was completely displayed in front of Roland.

"Thanksgiving. ”

The boy exhaled his heartfelt thanks and touched the speed limiter in one breath.

＃＃＃＃＃＃＃＃＃

(Ahh ）

Holding the young man's body with both hands, through the fabric of his clothes, his body temperature and heartbeat were transmitted, and he couldn't help but speed up a little when he thought that it was the first time he hugged the opposite sex so tightly.

There was a time when she had absolute confidence in her abilities.

Although I don't think that there is no one in this world who can compare to myself, I am definitely outstanding.

However, he still tasted the bitterness after all, and clearly realized that his original idea was very wrong.

The first time she heard that there was a successor to the foundation, and that this person would attend the National Academy of Magic with her, she just scoffed at it.

It's just the adopted son of the nouveau riche, a monkey who squeezed into the elite circle by money, what real talent does this kind of person have?

With this in mind, I suffered my first setback at the entrance ceremony.

A few months ago, I learned for the first time in my life what the word "horror" was. At that time, I could only hide behind his back. Frightened and unable to move, he could only hide behind his brave face of the terrible enemy again and again, obediently waiting for the situation to come to an end.

From then on, Minerva learned that there was an overwhelming difference in talent in the world.

Next, he was rescued by the young man again and again, watching his stubborn back in the face of all kinds of unreasonable and cruel things, and the arrogant Minerva couldn't help but be moved.

Therefore, when she learned that she was going to be engaged to Roland, she was even surprised that she could accept it so calmly.

(So what the hell am I doing now?)

When he saw Roland, who was covered in blood to save the Shire. Minerva thought to herself.

No matter how hard you practice, you won't be able to reach that state in your lifetime. Knowing this very well, why did he still have the idea of wanting to be as close to Roland as possible? His ability was far superior to his own, so why did he still have the unexplained thought of "hoping to help him" in his heart?

However, in addition to impulses, something else has also begun to take root since the day of the engagement.

A voice began to speak in Minerva's ear.

I am the daughter of King Charlemagne.

My real duty is-

It's a secret that no one can tell. As a betrothed person, Minerva is not merely a symbol of reconciliation.

She is a hostage, a symbol. It is also a collar that the royal family is preparing to use to lassoness the consortium.

In order to envelop the consortium. Tame this giant beast and use its immense power for your own use. The royal family had to use their resources to make venture capitals, but there wasn't much they could give. Money, power, neither of which can give a level that can satisfy the consortium, such as taxing power and customs, may still be attractive. But these powers are fundamental to the rule of the royal family. Once lost, it will have extremely fatal consequences. So it's impossible to let go anyway.

Pick and choose, and all that's left is beauty.

Tong Guò let him tie the knot with Roland and capture his heart. Turning herself into a collar that binds the heirs of the Consortium - this is the mission that Minerva has been secretly given.

Mission, impulse. The two are intertwined, and from them comes a real pressure. Unconsciously, a sense of anxiety and guilt about being forced and accused by something constantly tormented her heart, pushing her to accompany Roland or gaze at Roland from afar.

Because of this, she heard the conversation like a ghost, and was discovered by the doppelganger of the god's messenger.

"What do you think? ”

Without looking back, the other party confirmed his existence and identity, realizing that it was pointless to hide his whereabouts, Minerva walked out generously.

"What...... What do you think?"

She asked in confusion, and the three-headed figure who had been facing away from her turned around.

It's beautiful.

The first impression is this, with upright and handsome facial features, and delicate lines and contours forming a handicraft-like face, which is also compatible with his identity as a messenger of the gods. Coupled with the special form of the three-headed body, a lot of "cute" elements are injected into his body, which further enhances people's favorability towards him.

"Has Your Highness ever thought, 'That guy is such a bad guy, he's a big fool'?"

From the cute exterior, it is a penetrating word.

There is no denying it, and there is no escaping it.

At first, that's exactly how she saw Roland.

is too simple, without the slightest bearing that a superior person should have, and acts on impulse. It is even more incomprehensible that he did not hesitate to help others.

It's incredible.

Why should this teenager be angry at the well-deserved death of someone he had never met?

Why do you want to be angry to no avail, and what is the point of that?

I don't understand, I don't understand.

But as she got deeper and deeper, Minerva also began to be attracted to that kind of Roland, and gradually forgot about this question.

Now-

"But yes, after all, he's still plagued by guilt to this day. ”

"You say...... What?"

"Once upon a time...... Forget it, let's make a long story short, Roland, his family suffered a great change when he was a child, and he lost all his relatives and friends. ”

To put it mildly, as if it were a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning.

For him, that's a trifle.

That kind of thing is simply commonplace, people are born and die wishfully. Even if it is reproduced, even if it dies, it does not mean anything, but it is just a part of the torrent under management.

But even so, life still exists, and people are tirelessly obsessed with survival.

"He was the only survivor, and since then, he has carried the cross. ”

Survivor guilt.

Why are you the only one who is saved?

Why are you the only ones who survived?

Unforgivable.

Unforgivable.

Guilt weaves the evil words of the deceased, turning into an entanglement from which there is no escape, constantly condemning him and whipping him. In the end, it became an irreconcilable psychological wound, which, combined with his very nature, made it impossible for him to sit idly by and watch the pain and grief of others, and to break away from it.

It must be saved, it must be stopped—obsessive-compulsive thinking gripped Roland's heart, forcing him to throw himself into danger again and again, and to seek peace of mind and salvation by saving others.

"So, Your Highness, what are you going to do?"

Spreading his hands, the messenger of the gods smiled.

Minerva didn't answer, and ran as hard as she could in the direction Roland had left. (To be continued......)