Flandre Scarlet looked at Yelena, who was winking at her from the side, and gave an "OK" gesture. Then they walked together to a place not far away.
"Is Talulah's problem solved just like that?" Yelena asked.
Flandre shook her head. "Not really. We can't root out the power of that thing called the Immortal Black Snake, so we can only perform the most conservative treatment."
That is, reinforcing Talulah's own soul. But this method only treats the symptoms and not the root cause. As long as the Black Snake's power remains in Talulah's body, the danger will always outweigh the safety.
"However, I haven't studied souls much, so I can't help much with that." At the end, Flandre sounded a bit dejected.
"It's okay, Flandre, haven't you already done well enough! No one can do everything, so each of us just needs to do what we can. And Flandre, you've helped us so much, how could we ask you to do things you weren't capable of in the first place!"
Yelena pulled out a candy and handed it to Flandre. Flandre took the candy and happily put it in her mouth. "Thank you, Big Sister Yelena!"
The two walked along the road, at the end of which was the mobile module belonging to the Reunion Movement. Construction was in full swing there, with buildings rising from the ground one after another. Yelena gazed at the mobile module, her eyes full of emotion.
"A month ago, everyone was still anxious about how to avoid the Ursus manhunt. A month later, we've not only blocked two attacks from the Ursus Patrol and the army, but we also have a mobile module of our own. Flandre, do you know? This is something we only dared to dream of. On this land of Ursus, as Infected, we can have a mobile module of our own, a home of our own."
"And all of this success is related to you. Without you, we might still be running around, and Talulah would have turned into the Kashchey without us knowing, leading the Reunion Movement into the abyss. So you don't have to be discouraged by small things, because in my eyes, you've already done well enough."
After hearing Yelena's words, Flandre twisted her body bashfully. "Really?"
"Of course. Come on, let's go up and take a look together!"
Yelena took Flandre with her onto the mobile module. Standing at the edge of the mobile module and looking down at the small town, the people coming and going looked like ants.
"You know, Talulah said she really dislikes coming here. She said it's because humans look too small from up here. Perhaps those noble lords have had their mindsets change over the years because they view the people below from this perspective, leading them to look down on them more and more. But they never thought that if it weren't for these ordinary people and Infected in their eyes acting as the foundation, how could they stand so high up?"
Flandre scratched her head; she didn't quite understand this topic... so she couldn't join in. Yelena tilted her head to look at the somewhat troubled Flandre, a smile curling at the corners of her mouth.
"But I quite like staying here. I can watch the sunrise and the sunset. I can see everyone busy and full of life."
The two sat there for a long time before Frostnova stood up.
"Let's go! A small banquet of thanks has been prepared for tonight. You worked hard today, so let's all have some fun together tonight!"
"Yay!" Flandre liked banquets because she could play with many people. She liked the feeling of everyone being happy together.
They arrived at a hall below, which was bustling with activity. Reunion Movement cadres, the Lungmen diplomatic mission, and Rhodes Island Operators were all gathered, chatting and eating steaming hot steaks. Flandre weaved through the crowd, poking Chen Huijie's waist one moment, then climbing onto Buldrokkas'tee's back and sliding down his cloak the next. Not very interested in food, she played everywhere, and everyone happily played along with her.
The next morning, Logos found Flandre. "Can we talk?"
Flandre looked at him. "Of course, should we talk here?"
"This place doesn't seem very suitable for talking!" Logos looked around and pointed to a fast-food restaurant not far away, saying, "How about over there? I can have breakfast at the same time."
The two walked over and sat at a corner table. Logos ordered a bowl of hot soup and a flatbread, then sat down and looked at Flandre.
"Your name is Flandre, right? Can I ask where your hometown is?"
Flandre looked at Logos. "My home? I used to live in the Scarlet Devil Mansion. My full name is Flandre Scarlet, and I have an older sister named Remilia Scarlet. Do you have anything else to ask?"
"Scarlet?" Logos frowned slightly. He knew something about the Blood Demon race, but was there such a surname among the Blood Demons?
"Don't be so nervous, I'm not here to do a background check. We have Blood Demons at Rhodes Island too, and we're all Sarkaz, so there's no ill intent. It's just that outside of Kazdel, it's indeed rare to see Blood Demons taking the initiative to show their faces. So I wanted to chat with you. For example, about your Magic and your study of Incantations. From these few days of exchange and working together, I can see that what you've learned is quite varied. And rather than Blood Demon Incantations, there's more of a Lich's shadow in there?"
Logos was indeed curious about the Blood Demon girl in front of him. After all, her wealth of knowledge was far beyond the level of an average Blood Demon. Crucially, her Magic didn't use blood as a guide like other Blood Demons, but instead used various "elemental" powers like those Liches.
"Because many of my Magic were learned from Patchy."
"Who is Patchy?"
"Patchy is my sister's best friend. She's usually in the library and occasionally walks around the house. Because her health isn't very good, she basically doesn't go very far out the door."
Logos understood as soon as he heard it. In other words, her sister had a Lich friend, and her Magic were all learned from a Lich. No wonder there was basically no trace of a Blood Demon, but instead a very thick Lich style.
"That big incident with the Fourth Army Group before was your doing too, right?" Logos took a sip of hot soup before continuing to ask.
"Actually, it wasn't really me. I was just an unlucky accomplice who almost got caught in it!"
Flandre recounted the original circumstances of that incident, and then she stated that she didn't know the other party's blast would be so powerful. You should know, she wasn't that far from the explosion point at the time. If she had really known the power, she would have run long ago.
"The person you collaborated with probably didn't lie to you. He was right, Ursus indeed has this habit of keeping a small portion of fuses primed for direct deployment. But what he didn't expect was that because three High-speed Battleships needed resupplying at the same time, the amount of primed explosives and ammunition loaded in the warehouse at that time was several times the usual amount."
Logos had found out some of the details of that explosion accident through some of Rhodes Island's channels. At that time, they thought the Blood Demon knew that the most explosives were stockpiled there at that time, which was why she chose that time to strike. Now it seemed it was purely an accident. However, this accident caused the Ursus Fourth Army Group to suffer a great loss. Adding the loss of a High-speed Battleship this time, it could be said that the Fourth Army Group had stumbled twice at Flandre's hands.
After listening to Logos, Flandre finally understood why the explosion was so powerful back then. Then Logos asked about something he cared about very much.
"I heard that the connection between the Reunion Movement and Rhodes Island was your recommendation?"
"Indeed, at that time the Reunion Movement was in great difficulty, lacking Doctors and medicine. Especially as an organization for the Infected, they actually had very few Doctors who could treat them. So I thought of Rhodes Island. After all, you are that Highness's people, and as far as I know, the Doctors on your side are not only many but also specialized in treating the Infected. Although she has passed away, I don't think Rhodes Island would change its development path so quickly. So I let the Reunion Movement contact you with the idea of giving it a try."
After Flandre finished speaking, Logos nodded. "Thank you for your honesty."
"It's nothing, I just felt that since both the Reunion Movement and Rhodes Island want to speak up for the Infected, why not cooperate?" Flandre replied with her hands spread out.
After finishing breakfast, Logos looked at Flandre. "Do you have any plans next?"
"Plans? Hmm, not really. I'll probably return to Lungmen with Big Sister Chen and the others!" Flandre thought for a while. She wasn't naturally someone who liked running around everywhere. Although she would be happy to join in if there was excitement, sitting alone in a daze and playing with herself was also her hobby and habit.
"In that case, do you want to come to Rhodes Island with me and take a look?" Logos asked with a smile.
Flandre thought for a moment but still shook her head. The current Rhodes Island had only just started, everything was waiting to be rebuilt, and their situation wasn't very good either; otherwise, Amiya wouldn't have fished the Doctor out of the coffin a few years later.
If she really wanted to go to Rhodes Island, she would have to wait until the Doctor woke up and Rhodes Island entered a period of rapid development. There would be more and more people then, and going at that time would be interesting. Going now, she wouldn't be an original founder, and it wouldn't be lively enough; she might even be grabbed to help out. She, Flandre, wasn't a fool. Returning to Lungmen would be fun and lively, while going to Rhodes Island would have nothing. Even a fool would know which to choose.
Seeing Flandre refuse, Logos didn't continue the invitation, only stating that if one day Flandre was willing to visit Rhodes Island, he would personally accompany her to show hospitality. After the two left, Logos returned to Rhodes Island's camp area.
"What did that child say?" ACE sat down and looked at Logos, asking.
Logos nodded. "She admitted that she was indeed involved in the attack against the Fourth Army Group last winter. But her initial goal was only to destroy the storage for the explosives, so that the Fourth Army Group would be unable to deal with the Reunion Movement when spring arrived."