I'm living off a woman in Arknights.

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Original work by Orange, featuring a vampire saintess protagonist.

Volume Two: Fireworks at Dragon Gate - Chapter Eighteen Makes a Dazzling Debut! But Those Who Should Be Reading Are Dizzy

Surrounded, Swire skillfully dodged the assassins' weapons countless times.

Unable to determine whether something had been applied to it, she was forced to waste her precious energy avoiding even the most insignificant scratches, plunging herself into this seemingly endless struggle.

At the same time, she must put enough pressure on the other party, guiding the enemy in one direction after another, until at some point, when that one-time opportunity arrives.

- Take a deep breath.

—It's okay.

—Everything is arranged.

Believe in yourself.

A jumble of emotions surged through her mind, and Shi Huaiya's pupils suddenly contracted. The instant she stood still, three daggers of various styles, their blades gleaming, silently approached from different directions in front of her. The cloak behind her, moving without wind, reminded her that danger lurked here as well.

coming!

She closed her eyes with peace of mind and pulled the safety latch on the object in her arms. Without any extra movement, the shockwave and intense flash ignored her clothes and produced an amazing effect, illuminating half the sky.

Immediately afterwards, three sharp, piercing sounds ripped through the air around her, accompanied by a violent thud. Swire quickly opened her eyes, lunged forward, and took down the five assassins who were trying to pinpoint the location by sound.

As soon as Swire's high heels touched the last assassin's throat, she couldn't help but take a deep breath and hold it—she felt like she was about to lose all her strength.

But it's not over yet.

With a stomp of her foot, Swire's already dwindling strength drained away along with the life of her opponent.

But it's not over yet.

Swire gritted her teeth, straightened her body, and walked step by step toward the source of the violent tremor.

On the way, she picked up some of the arrows that had been stuck in the assassins' bodies.

—It was these things that interfered with the blind assassin's judgment, helping her safely get through the one and only moment of blindness.

The gang members weren't that bad at archery.

Swire, who once complained that the gang was supporting a bunch of freeloaders, thought without batting an eye, "They're shooting pretty well."

Swire felt a little better as her thoughts drifted, and she successfully reached her goal.

This is a bundle of steel bars stuck in the ground. It looks ordinary, but it is quite heavy.

Moreover, its long, narrow shape, tough material, and heavy internal weight allow it to create craters deeper than those caused by artillery shells when falling from a great height.

We have to thank Longmen for its development, where high-rise buildings are everywhere.

Swire, lost in thought, carefully examined the mangled bottom of the pit, then circled the pit and finished off the still-living heavy armored soldier with arrows.

When Swire reached the last person, he found him already dead.

"It's over." Swire breathed a sigh of relief and almost knelt down on the spot.

She quickly swung her tail to try and maintain her balance, but ended up collapsing to the ground. Swire simply lay down on the ground.

After the noisy battlefield lost all its enemies, only an empty stillness remained, along with my deliberately slowed and deep breathing and the pounding of my heart in my ears.

Although Swire wanted to continue enjoying the afterglow of victory, she rationally took out her terminal and communicator to check if the signal had been restored.

Swire frowned upon seeing this; neither of those things had recovered.

It seems I can only wait for my colleague to contact me, or recover the information myself.

As for those gang members? I guess they hurriedly left with the wounded while she was finishing off the attacker.

After all, it's highly likely that there are more than just this one wave of enemies. Now that they've finally managed to break through one end and create an opening, it would be strange if they didn't run away.

If Swire hadn't already lost all her strength, she would have wanted to run away too.

Swire sighed softly. So, what about her colleagues?

"Damn it! Where did all these people come from!" Chen Yijian chopped off the enemy's head, his long blue hair brushing against his face, which was stained with blood.

"I don't know!" Hoshiguma shouted in response from the other side of the battlefield, while the other Royal Guard officers, under her protection, efficiently and safely harvested what appeared to be an endless stream of enemies.

In short, everyone is very busy.

Swire, who was completely unaware of this, was really about to lose his composure.

Because she saw a flash of light across the sky.

The light then rapidly magnified in her eyes.

Swire's good eyesight allowed her to gradually make out the familiar Victorian lettering and the standard bullet casing. She couldn't help but force a stiff smile: "Hey, no way..."

But it just will.

The missile-shaped shell soared across the vast sky, successfully reaching the skies above Swire, and then plummeted straight down.

"Who on earth is this?" Swire's fingers curled slightly under her full force. She closed her eyes, filled with confusion and resentment: These kinds of shells have a wide range. Not to mention her, even the gang members who just left probably couldn't escape them.

So who wants her dead?

"I don't know." The cool voice deliberately rose in a cute tone, familiar yet strange, making Shi Huaiya's tense nerves suddenly relax.

Immediately afterwards, a more familiar yet unfamiliar touch came over her neck and the back of her legs. After a self-sounding "hey/whoosh," Swire was lifted off the ground in a princess carry.

The slight jolt made her wearily open her eyes. Exhausted both physically and mentally, Swire was too shocked to even notice the handsome new form of the person in front of her. She only had time to say "I want to know" before she threw her head back and clung to him, passing out.

"Huh?" Yun Yi was dumbfounded. She frantically touched Shi Huaiya's delicate neck and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was still breathing: "You scared me to death! I thought we were too late."

[Please look up] The system, unable to bear it any longer, issued a reminder.

Yun Yi looked up and saw the white ribbon falling. "What's that?"

[Please utilize your own abilities flexibly and do not rely on the system for everything.] The system disdains the tunnel. [These are local Terran missiles, but they call them artillery shells.]

"So those were cannonballs?" Yun Yi ignored the system's complaints and chose to go with the flow, her eyes wide with curiosity.

However, her eyesight wasn't good enough to make out the outline of the other person, which indeed resembled the rod-shaped missile she had seen in her previous life.

[This is the fatal crisis that the subsystem detected in Swire as a gigolo]

"Then what was that intermittent thing before?" Yun Yi adjusted Shi Huaiya's position while holding her to make her more comfortable. The numerous injuries on Shi Huaiya's body came into Yun Yi's view, causing her pupils to tremble for a moment: "Is it this?"

[Yes] The system sighed. [There's no way to make the subsystem upgrade, so the judgment is a bit rigid. It won't judge whether teleportation is possible unless it's a certain death.]

"She doesn't seem like someone who was destined to die. It's more like she just happened to survive because of her ability or luck," Yun Yi retorted calmly. She held the other person and gently touched the neck ring (the same collar from before). A gray liquid figure surrounded by blue mist appeared at her command.

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Volume Two: Fireworks at Longmen: Chapter Nineteen - A Shell Falling from the Sky? What Was That? (Unconcerned)

After the liquid human took shape, it stretched out its hand and sprayed a cylindrical potion from its palm. After grasping it, it approached Yun Yi and Shi Huai Ya in her arms and gently and professionally poured the potion into Shi Huai Ya's mouth.

After doing all this, the liquid man put the empty potion back into his palm, turned it into a liquid, shrank, and merged into the collar.

The potion was a byproduct of the Nirvana (the name Yunyi gave to the collar), and it was also of cosmic quality.

Now, if we just wait a little longer, Swire will not only be fully recovered, but her physical condition will also likely improve significantly.

It's not that there aren't injectable versions that work faster, but the fear is that Swire, being just a member of a surface civilization, might not be able to withstand the explosion and die.

Where can she find another contractor who matches her preferences?

Thinking this, Yun Yi, who had a good impression of Shi Huaiya, touched the collar again with great effort. This time, the collar completely fell off and solidified into a huge chair shaped like a throne.

Yun Yi carried Shi Huaiya to sit down, then put her down, letting her lie on the chair, which was larger than a bed, with her head resting on his lap.

[The main body...] The system hesitated, feeling as if its previous words had unintentionally awakened some of Yun Yi's inner self.

For example, in the past, the system thought that Yun Yi would definitely stand to the side or sit on the armrest and wait, instead of naturally giving the unconscious Shi Huaiya a gentle lap pillow.

But looking at Yun Yi himself, he seemed to have no such awareness at all, as if it was just something he did casually.

"What's wrong?" Yun Yi asked with a pleasant tone, stroking Shi Huaiya's smooth and bouncy curly hair.

[...] The system said with difficulty, "[It's nothing, just a sudden urge.]"

I'd better not say it; I have a feeling that saying it will cause trouble.

Yun Yi paused, then couldn't help but laugh, "It's really quite erratic. System, you need to perform regular self-checks. I don't want you to break down."

[...] The system remained silent for a moment, then memorized everything. [Although this system won't break down, it will perform periodic self-checks.]

[Instead of looking at this, you should take a look down at the main subject.]

"Hmm?" Yun Yi looked down upon hearing this, and his gaze met Shi Huaiya's clear green eyes. "...You're awake. How did you sleep?"

"It feels like I haven't slept at all; the fatigue hasn't lessened at all." Swire paused, frowned, and added, "But I feel very energetic, though a little uncomfortable."

"That's the effect of the medicine, but I didn't expect it to have no effect on the mind. The effect is a little worse than I thought." Yun Yi touched Shi Huaiya's forehead and explained, "It comes from an accessory of the system's products, so it's normal for it to have some problems."

"What are you saying so casually? And what are you touching?" Swire raised her hand to cover her forehead, her face flushed as she shouted, "Take your hand off me!"

"Oh dear, what a pity." Yun Yi smiled and withdrew his hand, showing no sign of regret.

Seeing this, Swire couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek: "It's really true? What happened to you? A side effect of your ability?"

His temperament has changed drastically.

"I don't have any of those things." Yun Yi's smile faded, and she said calmly, "Perhaps I just feel like I can finally settle down and live a peaceful life, so I'm letting loose a bit? This is the first time I've done this. What do you think?"

"..." Swire's throat tightened. She couldn't say whether it was good or bad, because it was really strange, and she couldn't say whether it was bad or not, because it was quite a contrast, and kind of cute.

Finally, she forced herself to say, "Do what you like. Why are you asking me?"

"Hmm, you don't like it?" Yun Yi concluded to himself, then began to drift off into thinking about what style to try next.

"How about a more impactful yandere style? That seems a bit too intense."

"How about a gentle and elegant style? But that seems a bit too bland..."

Swire's temple throbbed, and she couldn't help but interrupt, "No need, you're perfectly fine as you are now."

"Hmm, really?" Yun Yi's eyes instantly lit up; she seemed very happy. "Thank you for the compliment!"

"Stop!" Swire couldn't take it anymore. She sat up, grabbed Yun Yi's shoulder, and made her look at her. She asked seriously, "Are you really alright?"

"What could possibly happen to me?" Yun Yi replied calmly.

[Um...excuse me,] the system cautiously interjected [main body, above the head].

"Ah, I almost forgot," Yun Yi said, scratching his head.

"What? I almost forgot? Something must have happened, right?" Swire couldn't hear the system's voice or see the main system panel. Connecting her own conversations, she leaned closer anxiously: "Such a drastic change in personality, could something be wrong with your head?"

"I'm really fine." Yun Yi rested his chin on his hand, finding it somewhat amusing.

She grabbed Swire's outstretched hand and placed it on her head. "Go ahead and touch it. I was just responding to the system's prompt. I almost forgot there was a threat above us. Don't worry, I can deal with these things very easily now!"

"The thing above my head... um." Swire paused awkwardly. She had completely forgotten that she had stared at it intently before she fainted.

"You forgot too?" Yun Yi blinked in shock. "No way? You could forget that?"

She forgets because she genuinely doesn't care; after all, it's just a missile, a piece of cake in the face of her current strength.

But didn't Swire think he almost died before he fainted? How could he forget?

"Shut up, you bastard!" Swire grabbed Yun Yi's mocking face in embarrassment and anger. "Get rid of that thing right now! So I can find out who's targeting me."

“Targeting you? What do you mean?” Yun Yi raised his finger and pointed to the sky. The seat beneath him hummed slightly and then rose into the air. A faint gray light appeared all around, a sign that the defensive shield was activated.

Swire was caught off guard and startled. Her ears and tail stood straight up, her fur bristled, and she completely forgot about Yun Yi's question, shouting somewhat incoherently, "Why are you still flying!"

"Relax, Terra should have planes, right? It's similar to those," Yun Yi reassured her.

Upon hearing this, Swire calmed down and couldn't help but retort, "These are completely different things!"

The difference in their skills is definitely not small, otherwise she wouldn't have lost her composure.