"I guess I'm qualified to know something."

He said.

The leader of the Dark Angels on this ship was a veteran who hid himself under a hood. Ahriman could only see his scar-covered jaw.

"Son of Red Magnus, you are indeed our ally and guarantee in this battle, but this does not mean that you can know more, please realize this."

Ahriman tried his best not to be angry.

"Then can you tell me where you took Ms. Morgan? She and I are in the same team. Why did you let her stay on Sabis 4, but brought me here."

"Because this is a mission, Ms. Morgan's matter. Unfortunately, I can't answer it. The order I received is for you to stay here as a friendly force and support."

Assure?

This word made Ahriman feel bad, and he became increasingly suspicious of the Dark Angel's purpose of taking Morgan away.

"Then... I think I should at least have the qualifications and identity to know, what exactly are we going to do? What plans are covering this galaxy?"

Dark Angel couldn't help but laugh. After laughing for a while, he continued to shake his head.

"I would like to explain everything to you, but unfortunately, I cannot do so."

"You don't want to say it?"

"No, it can't be."

Dark Angel corrected.

"I can only tell you that our task at this stage is to hide here and wait for the opportunity."

"What time?"

"I have no idea."

The Dark Angel denied it frankly.

"Because I don't know the complete plan. I am only responsible for the aspect I accepted. Even what I will do next is unknown to me now. Only after the necessary conditions are met, the memory lock in our minds will be unlocked.

It will be opened and the next action will be known.”

"So now, even if you ask the Dark Angels all over the galaxy, you can only get the same answer. No one will know the complete and specific plan before everything starts and ends."

"If you can't adapt yet, please adapt as soon as possible."

Ahriman lowered his head and was silent for a while.

Then, Qianzi sighed.

"At the very least, I mean at the very least, I should know everything you know. Before the battle, fighting and death officially begin, I think I have reason to know more truth and details about what I am fighting for."

This question made Dark Angel silent for a while, and then he patted Ahriman on the shoulder.

"Son of Magnus, do you know Azir?"

"I heard people mention that he has dedicated everything to the empire and the emperor."

Dark Angel nodded.

"Yes, we all know that Azir has died for the empire, but Ran Dan doesn't know."

"They think we don't know."

"In their analysis, we regarded Azir's death as an accident. They thought that they moved quickly enough and were agile enough to end the battle before it started."

"But in fact, they don't."

"Whether it's Azir, or the 244th Cruise Fleet, or even others you don't know, they may be unknown, maybe you haven't heard of them, maybe the next second they meet the Randan fleet, they will be

Completely torn into pieces."

"But they are not silent. Ran Dan thought they were, but in fact, they are not."

"Whether it's Azir or them."

"Their intelligence and communications were accurately transmitted back the moment before the entire army was destroyed. Countless communications stained with blood told us."

"Where did they die, when did they die, and by whose hands they died."

"it is known."

"And Ran Dan thinks we don't know."

As he spoke, the Dark Angel pointed to the star map beside him, and following his instructions, Ahriman's eyes turned to the corners of the star map.

Those are marks, marks drawn one after another, extending from the darkness of Randan's control area to the Sabis galaxy. Their time and appearance are even more different from the memo quotations, but only their colors are

Consistent.

It was a kind of red, a red like blood.
Chapter completed!