Today's trip was a bit magical.
They were first targeted by the cult at the hotel door, and then posted a report letter overnight. Then Yager killed all the rebels, and finally found out that the only one left alive was Intis's spy.
Bayam is full of talents.
...To think of using this method to eliminate clues is so despicable!
In the room, Klein silently gathered around the table and watched Yager take out the evidence he found from his bloody pocket.
"This spy has just started cooperating with the locals, so he only knows one stronghold of the resistance. Unfortunately, it was captured by me just now." Yager explained while sighing.
"As for Intis, they will contact each other through a specific channel on the radio every week, and this will be published in a specific column of the Daily Repubblica."
There is now a mobile radio on the table, which is similar to the one Klein saw at the White Shark, but it is more refined and compact, and it can obviously reach a longer distance. There is also a cut newspaper.
This was all taken out from the spies during interrogation.
Although the spies have a firm belief in Intis and are very willing to sacrifice their lives to avoid providing intelligence to the enemy... these are all nonsense in the face of being brutally tortured.
Although, Yager unilaterally insisted that this was "treatment".
All in all, with this information and Klein's 'Faceless Man' ability, they can completely replace Intis spies.
Looking at the cutting-edge intelligence technology on the table, Klein's silent desire to commit suicide began to stir.
In fact, most of his potion was digested the last time he was caught by Yager. After all, even if his role as Gehrman was not outstanding, he believed it for a second...
After playing the role of a spy a few more times, he will be ready to be promoted to Sequence Five.
The future is bright!
Flathead once again had the upper hand.
"By the way, have you found the information about the Moon's Familiar?" Klein suddenly remembered.
Next to him, Yager was sharpening his knife at the strange shapes on the ground with a weird smile. He tilted his head slightly and replied casually: "Found it."
"It is said that the content of the ruins on Simim Island is related to this. Because the carvings also have storm patterns, believers associate it with Kavitua."
"But the Intis people have already set out there with an archaeologist."
"I just visited their residence and they haven't come back yet. But according to the time, it will be almost the day after tomorrow."
The archaeologist seems to be a member of a secret organization, mixed with the operators of Intis, and his mobility is quite promising. It is better to catch them for questioning first, so as to save him from running over now, and the items in the ruins will be lost.
was taken away.
While thinking, the movements of his hands did not stop.
The limbs on the ground let out weak screams, completely devoid of life.
Klein, who was watching, trembled visibly.
However, what they didn't expect was that the incident would progress so quickly.
Early the next morning, on the first floor of the small hotel, the tabletop in the restaurant was shaking, and the only noise that could be heard was the propellers in the sky, which was deafening.
It's an airship from the Loen military.
What followed was a gloomy sky and huge waves that could be heard even in the hotel.
The storm is coming.
Bayam seemed to be shaking in the storm.
There are obvious extraordinary traces behind this.
Kavituwa?
Yager frowned and cast a doubtful look outside. While looking, he calmly took a bite of the meat skewers for breakfast.
"What's going on outside?" Daniz, the most curious person in the team, had already walked out of the hotel and poked his head at the door.
After a few dozen seconds, this question was answered.
One after another, piercing screams suddenly came from the surrounding indigenous houses. At the end of the block, the fiery red Loen costume actually appeared at the corner.
The uniform tapping of heels represents the arrival of the army!
"Martial law! Martial law!!"
"No going out today!"
"Everyone who appears on the streets is considered a member of the rebels!"
"Stay at home and wait for interrogation!"
One of the impressive soldiers held a Loen-style golden horn, stood at the front of the team, and gave a stern warning.
The sound echoed over the neighborhood.
Instantly, the atmosphere here became tense.
From the view from the hotel door, there are many indigenous people running around.
Some familiar fanatical believers who had appeared at yesterday's festival even appeared from the surrounding houses. With extreme hatred in their eyes, they rushed towards the army!
But fate is also doomed.
“Bang!!”
The deafening sound of rifle fire, mixed with the angry roars of men, the screams of women, and the cries of children, immediately plunged the neighborhood into chaos.
Scarlet blood is printed on the ground.
Klein couldn't help but look shocked.
Daniz, who was at the door, looked relatively familiar with this. He looked wary and quickly reached out to pull the door open.
"etc!"
A middle-aged male voice stopped him.
The owner of the voice soon appeared in view.
Runen's face, wearing a dark blue boat-shaped hat, also has a relationship with Yager.
It was the captain of the ‘White Onyx’, the poor robbed person who took the initiative to board the Golden Dream carrying Klein, the just Ireland.
Yager raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.
Klein next to him also looked over in surprise, but he did not forget his character: "Ellan? Why did you find yourself here?"
Airlan, who had wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, took advantage of Daniz to close the door and quickly walked into the hotel, escaping from the battlefield that had begun outside.
He nodded politely and chuckled:
"Gehrman."
"Because you registered the house with your own identity, you can check it with the Church of Storms and the military."
"And this one," he paused for a moment, his eyes hesitantly flickering between Daniz and Yager, "Well, Mr. Yager Drest?"
Yager relied on being sent by the church and was very arrogant and did not use a pseudonym.
He put down the breakfast in his hand, raised his eyes and nodded: "It's me."
"What's the matter?"
Ireland breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to be glad that this was not an enemy. Obviously, he was very impressed by the young man who dragged Hermann away from the ship in a comatose state.
"Hello."
"On behalf of the Loen Military United Church, I would like to extend an invitation to you and invite you to join the official operation."
"There was an accident in Bayam. Of course, the problem is not too big. We just need to clear the streets and find a few wanted persons. But because we want to find the target as soon as possible, the manpower is stretched."
"They think you," Ireland looked at Klein, "haha, although your origin is unknown, your attitude is very friendly. I hope you can help investigate."
also……
"Mr. Drester, are you from the Church of the Night?" he asked a little stuck, and the rubbing of his hands proved his disbelief.
Yager nodded: "That's right."
Combined with his behavior of blocking roads and robberies with the Golden Dream, this statement is not very convincing.
Have they all met the anti-corruption standards of the Church of the Night?
Unfortunately, no victim has yet dared to report him.
Sure enough, after hearing the confirmation, a well-hidden complex look appeared in Aillan's eyes:
"Ahem, in short, the result of the coordination with the Church of Storms is that they hope to ask you to join this purge operation. The military will pay corresponding rewards."
"Of course, you can also keep the loot yourself."
"The target is this woman."
He showed a reward notice with a familiar archaeologist's face drawn on it.
"Although there won't be much of a problem, if we find the target earlier, we may be able to end this disaster earlier."
(End of chapter)
This chapter has been completed!