The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

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[How could this happen? 】

With an ugly expression, Allen walked to the side with a lightly sheathed long knife in his hand. He would not be spared from the previous explosion, but there is still this general shape, and even some armor that has not been damaged too much has been turned over, exposed. Face up.

Lowering his body, Alan looked at these armors silently, looking at the traces of these dead bodies but there were still some things left, and the irritability in his heart became more and more intense.

[After all, how long have I been in a coma? 】

Subconsciously, Alan had a terrifying thought in his mind.

However, in an instant, he denied this possibility.

After all, he is extremely confident in the control of his body. Although he didn't know the time is strong in the coma, the hunger in his belly is impossible to go wrong.

[Since it’s not a coma, it means that there may have been an error in the time of entry? 】

With his head down slightly, Allen thought about other possibilities.

[The altar used for transit and teleportation has been damaged to a certain extent by me. Although it does not seem to break the core and can still be teleported, there may be a problem, which caused the abnormal change of the teleportation time. 】

[In other words, it is very possible that I was stuck in the transmission channel and didn't come in until not long ago. 】

[But this is not right? Although I am not very proficient in magic circles, what is certain is that the transmission channel at the time did not have the breath of time, only the flow of space, even if there is a problem, it should be a problem of space? 】

[It's like a group of people come in together now, but it's the same as each other. 】

Thinking of all kinds of possibilities in his mind, Allen's thoughts became more complicated and heavy.

For a while, you can't leave at all.

But this can't be done, because the previous discoveries were too terrifying.

From the memories of those people, Allen did get a lot of knowledge he needed right now, whether it was language, humanities, or social common sense.

Logically speaking, this is a very good thing. It perfectly achieved his goal and eliminated a lot of trouble for Allen.

But the problem is that Allen saw many similar things in the memories of those people, and even things that were familiar and could no longer be familiar.

Originally, Allen thought the individual tactical exoskeleton magic armor on them was just an accident.

Although this possibility is small, it is not without it.

But when Allen saw the scenes in the so-called holy city from the memories of those people, after seeing those familiar rail trains, steam pipes, bright lights and a series of facilities that were extremely similar to the Dawn Empire.

In Allen's heart, the undercurrent surging for a while, the waves fluctuated.

If the previous one can be called a coincidence, then what is now presented to Allen cannot be said to be a coincidence.

After all, how could it be such a coincidence!

And Allen's actions afterwards also confirmed that this was not a very small coincidence.

Those armors that were almost completely destroyed in the previous explosions are just a pile of broken pieces in the eyes of ordinary people, and even giving away scrap iron is not necessarily easy to sell.

But in Allen's eyes, many things have been revealed.

You know, the development of science and technology may be a leap, and there may be coincidences of ideas.

But the standard is a special product of the time and local conditions.

Not to mention the problem of different worlds, even if it is the same world, different countries, and different regions, the standards that can be born will never be the same.

But inside the mecha, in the memory of this group of people, Allen saw some very familiar standard parameters and some very familiar units.

This kind of discovery can't help Alan not think about it, nor can Alan not be shocked.

[Calm down first, it may not be as bad as I thought. 】

[After all, in the memory of these people, there is no person similar to Mellock. 】

Taking a deep breath, Allen calmed down the shock in his heart and began to seriously think about how this sudden discovery might affect his plan.

[The worst result is nothing more than a mistake in the time when Melok and I entered this world, so that they have enough time for development. 】

[However, if you want to cross the threshold of gold, you can't simply do it by relying on the stack of time. 】

[And based on the information in the memory of these people, the current holy city does not seem to be the king-level, um, the golden-level powerhouse. 】

[In other words, I don't have to worry too much about the crushing from high-end combat power. What they have is at most occupying the hole cards accumulated by the time and place. 】

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but Allen did not relax completely either.

On the one hand, although these people have good strength, even in front of ordinary people, they can be said to be big people that they look up to, but in the eyes of those real upper-class seniors, they are nothing but a hyena that comes and goes.

For ordinary people, the information they have can already be called secret, but for real big people, it is still much worse.

Therefore, he can believe this information, but he cannot believe it all.

On the other hand, it is possible that Milok and others have hidden it so well that no outsider knows it. In this way, even if Alan entered the holy city and gained a very high status, there was no way to know.

[Don't be exposed! 】

[Everyone is okay in the dark, but if someone is exposed to the sun, then everyone is greeted with scrutiny and scrutiny. 】

[And I am alone in this world, if I am surrounded, it would be too dangerous. 】

Flicking the index finger and tapping it on the hilt, Allen unconsciously stretched his five fingers, and the rhythm formed a very mysterious rhythm trajectory, his thoughts settled, thinking about the next action.

[No, the news that I came in, Caesar, Master Lane, they should be able to find out. 】

[In other words, I should have allies. 】

[However, in this situation, they cannot contact me, nor can I contact them. 】

[Furthermore, if a long time has passed since then, then maybe there are only stationed offices left in this world, and not many people are left behind. 】

[Therefore, it is better to keep quiet if you are sure to send out a signal, or if it attracts prying or rescue after exposure. 】

Thinking of this, Allen's mouth twitched slightly and smiled happily.

[Dark forest? 】

[Interesting! 】

There are thousands of thoughts in his heart, and they are not exhausted, but Allen's original turbulent heart lake has calmed down, and it is no longer as turbulent as before.

For the time being, letting go of these unanswered questions, and combining the information obtained from the memories of those people, Allen began to perfect the plan that had been only a rough frame before, filling in details and filling in loopholes.

As he thought about it, Allen began to walk, from the ground that had been bombarded by missiles, looking through his broken armor and torn apart and tattered corpses.

Although many armors have been completely destroyed, and even only fine pieces of iron are left in the explosion, many corpses have no bones in the explosion, or they have been crushed into **** mud and powder by that kind of energetic force.

However, there are still many lucky ones who have retained a certain degree of integrity, so that Alan will not have the slightest chance to clean up the spoils.

After a while, after Ellen had almost prepared, the boys and girls hiding in the crater also murmured subconsciously, and then woke up.

Alan stood on the edge of the pothole, waiting patiently for them to come back to their senses without urging.

Walkdall seemed to have a good physique, waking up faster than the girl under him.

After waking up, he was at a loss for a moment, then quickly recalled the memories before the coma, and began to look around vigilantly.

Then, I saw Alan standing on the edge of the pothole.

I asked subconsciously, but my body had already responded instinctively.

"You are..."

Boom!

Click, click...

Puff puff puff...

Exclamation, roar, cracking, muffled sound all sounded at this moment, making people unclear.

And for such a sudden change, Allen did not make any extreme reactions, just watched quietly.

Sure enough, it was only a moment, and the person in front of him was Vokdal, who was a friend and not an enemy, and quickly slowed down the armor operation after restarting, and closed the weapon control mechanism that was opened in the subconscious panic.

"Sorry, the behavior is a bit extreme."

After hurriedly shutting down the slightly unkind, or even hostile, attacking device, Walkerdale stood up and smiled embarrassedly at Allen, bowed slightly and apologized.

"Don't worry, I won't take it to heart."

Allen nodded and spoke in extremely pure language of this world.

"If I guessed correctly, it was the husband who saved us before, right?"

Seeing that Allen didn't mean to accuse him, Walkdall also relaxed a lot. As soon as the conversation turned, he began to tentatively ask Alan's identity.

However, it may be that this kind of inquiry was a bit wrong, so Walkdall did not wait for Alan to answer, so he went on.

"Sir, rest assured, the descendants of the Walkdale family are by no means ungrateful."

Allen nodded, and didn't follow Walkdall's words to continue speaking, just spoke in a flat tone.

"If you have anything you want to ask, wait until your sister is sober, then let's talk together."

Hearing that, after waking up, Volkdal, who was quite witty and brave because of Alan's existence, also reflected, his face changed drastically, and he quickly bent down to check the girl's condition.

"Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with her."

"You don't want to think, you are not injured yourself, she is still very well protected by you, how could there be a problem?"

Seeing Walkerdale's extremely flustered and caring expression, Alan's eyes were gentle, but his mouth still had a calm tone.

"Yes, what the sir said is that I was fainted."

Hearing that, Vokdal was also embarrassed, and said with a smile as if he had first awakened from a dream.

Then, the two went up and down, quietly guarding the girl's side, waiting for her to wake up.

However, although she was waiting, the girl woke up within a few minutes.

"Brother, are you okay?"

However, what both Ellen and Walkdall didn't expect was that the first words the girl blurted out were not other things, but worries about her brother.

Hearing this, a warm smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth, and a hint of approval flashed in Allen's eyes.

The elder brother can work hard for the younger sister, and the younger sister also cares about the elder brother as soon as she wakes up.

This kind of friendship, how can it not make people move, how can it not make people fascinated.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Volkdal hugged the girl, seeming to be able to feel the fear and worry in his heart, patted her on the back, and said softly.

"That's good, that's good."

The girl hugged Vokdal and hugged him tightly, her voice trembling slightly, and she repeated.

Allen didn't interrupt the two people's rejoicing thoughts of the rest of their lives, so he just stood aside and waited quietly for them to calm down.

"Daphne, this gentleman saved us."

The fear, fear, worry and other emotions of the death attack quickly dissipated. After calming the excitement of the rest of his life, Vokdall also remembered the existence of a stranger beside him.

He loosened the hands holding Daphne, took her to Ellen's side, and introduced him to Ellen's identity.

"Thank you, sir."

There were tears on Daphne's pretty face, as if luck and joy were flowing in it. He lowered his head, bent slightly, and made a standard noble etiquette to thank.

To be honest, this kind of etiquette is more applied to those evening parties that are attended in costumes, those high-end and atmospheric dinners, and should not appear on the battlefield. Especially, this girl is not wearing an evening dress. It's the time of War Armor.

Even though, this armor has ceremonial decorations and uses.

However, Allen didn't think there was anything in it.

Because even in such a scene, such an environment, and under such a dress, Daphne's expression has not been reduced in the slightest, she is still decent and dignified and generous.

It's just that the form of this etiquette, no matter how you look at it, feels a bit born out of the etiquette of the Dawn Empire?

Putting the doubt down for a while, Allen replied with a gesture that imitated it thousands of times in his mind.

"No thanks, Miss Daphne."

"Sorry, I'm late."

Hearing this ~ www.readwn.com~ Whether it was Daphne, who had just finished saluting and stood up straight, or the teenager known as Volkdal, his complexion was slightly shaken, as if he had heard something.

Glancing at each other, Walkdall spoke actively.

"Sir, what do you mean?"

Hearing this, for the first time, Allen laughed unabashedly in front of the two of them, and he looked at Walkerdale with familiarity and kindness in his eyes.

"Long time no see, Master Simmons?"

This familiar name seemed to awaken the dusty memories of the two of them.

The torrent of time rushed rapidly in my mind, bringing up the memories that were in the dust in my mind.

"Are you, Brother Hebrew?"

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