"Dean?"
At the sight of Tania being carried down from the gunship, Misha, who had already been waiting in the hangar, suddenly pounced with a shriek.
"Dean! You can't die! So many of us are still counting on you!"
"Hiss! Ouch, ouch, ouch! Don't push! I'll really die if you push me again! I knew you couldn't say anything good, you little heartless bastard!"
Misha's hands landed directly on top of Tania's waist and ribs. Unable to get up by herself, Tania could only gasp in pain and use her loudest voice to try and get little daredevil Misha to stay away from her.
"Hey, it looks like the dean shouldn't be in any serious trouble. In the end, if you had listened to me and honestly led everyone to wait for Mr. Renault and the others in the clearing, it wouldn't have been so bad."
Probably out of the previous kind of dangerous environment, the originally silent and vigilant Misha now appeared a little heartless, which made UMP45 and MDR somewhat surprised.
Originally, looking at Misha's previous behavior, they thought that this child would be more introverted. They didn't expect that after only a short time on the ship, she would be like a different person.
Did A-91 give her alcohol?
"Shut up! What a joke! That was something my aunt left me! How could I leave it to those asshole mercenaries?" Tania spoke as she tried to wave her arm, which she could no longer lift at all.
Unfortunately, besides making herself wince in pain, it didn't accomplish anything, except to make her swollen face hurt as well.
"Come on, cut the crap you guys! Tania is now a seriously injured person. Let her take a good rest and wait until she goes to the hospital to be cured, can't she?"
The doll who had been following alongside couldn't hold back, complaining towards Misha while pushing this somewhat impudent fellow away from Tania.
Watching the interaction between these people, HK416 shook her head breathlessly. The Rippers who had been waiting beside her took the door panels that acted as stretchers from both HK416 and M500.
"Say, do we have anyone on board who knows how to do medical diagnosis and medical care? We can't just go looking for medical care data online on the fly, can we?"
Granted, this client's appearance should only look badly injured but not heavily injured. But at the least she's been beaten up badly, so it isn't unreasonable to help her treat her wounds just by temporarily looking up some medical care data from the internet, right?
"Does battlefield first aid count? I remember Stg-44 seems to know some..." Super-Shorty spoke with a raised hand, then glanced somewhat hesitantly towards Tania, who was being carried by the Rippers. She didn't managed to finish her sentence when her voice died down.
Oh.
Stg-44 was slightly... well, a clean freak.
And their client, Tania, now looked worse than those children. How long has it been since she took a bath?
No wonder the commander was able to smell a strong perfume odor before. If you want Stg-44 to help, I'm afraid you need to drag this woman to the bathroom and scrub her properly.
But the injuries on this woman's body... She doesn't know if the client can get wet.
Well, it's a dead end.
"Ahem, anyway, first go over and ask. If it doesn't work then think of another way..." UMP45 cleared her throat, glancing toward Renault.
"Go ahead, come back to me if it doesn't work. I'll go back and change my clothes first."
The itinerary after picking up the client had already been told to WZ.29. After all, the city the client was going to in the first place was originally set in stone.
Although she was just now in the gunship, Tania had asked how long it would take to get to the nearest hospital. After hearing Renault say that the time it would take to get to the nearest hospital and the time it would take to go directly to the destination were only ten minutes apart, Tania decided to go straight home.
When she goes back home, she at least knew the director of the local hospital and she knew her roots, so she naturally felt more at ease when it came to treatment. She had just escaped from the hands of a group of unscrupulous mercenaries; she didn't want to wake up and be placed on the dissecting table.
These days, if you want to go to a hospital, you have to find a reliable place, otherwise there are people who want to capture others to do experiments or something.
Just like those from Paradeus she ran into before.
They talk about spreading the ideologies, but what they do in private is take away the people in the town bit by bit and drag them to be 'reformed.'
When she came out from the graveyard, she had already seen that among those black-robed people who had been killed by Renault, there was no lack of guys who looked very familiar to her.
Most of them were residents of that town before Paradeus came, when her aunt had not passed away.
How to say, she also lived here for a period of time. Before the Sangvis Ferri Rebellion broke out and Paradeus appeared, the town's communication lines with the outside world were not cut off. It was a very comfortable resort.
Unfortunately...
While she was being carried by a few Rippers, Tania's train of thought veered off towards the Sangvis. She then suddenly came back to her senses, because she always felt that the hairstyle of these dolls carrying her looked so familiar.
This kind of slightly curly short hair... coupled with this color... this unique style of reddish hair at the tips...
"Hey! Isn't this a Sangvis Ferri Ripper!?!!"
Thinking of those Sangvis Rippers she had seen before, and then taking a look at the doll figure lifting her, Tania instantly sat up from the 'strercher' with another shriek!
Without a second thought, she tried to jump off the door panel and get as far away from the two Rippers as possible!
She had experienced this firsthand!
Being robbed by Sangvis and all that! If it wasn't for Griffin's tactical doll squad not too far away, she'd have been killed by those Sangvis Ferri!
What the hell is going on here? She had just gotten out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's mouth!
Could it be that she had done some kind of unforgivable atrocity in her past life, and this life had left her with no choice but to repeatedly jump horizontally between life and death!
But Tania's movements were slow. Before she could move her legs to the side, she was held down by the Rippers, who were supposed to take her to the guest room.
Moreover, she didn't look very clean; they had just scrubbed the floor in this area!
They couldn't just let her run around and increase their workload!
"Don't move."
At those words, Tania froze in her tracks, grimacing as she looked down the corridor that swept by on either side of her, craning her head to the side to try and find Misha and her own doll.
Of the two of them, though, one had been taken by Scarecrow to the workroom for repairs, and the other was in the back talking to some other doll.
There was no danger on this ship at all anyway, so instead of eyeballing the battered old woman in Tania over there, they should find a way to snub something good out of the other dolls!