When the central square in Kossel was filled with people and everyone was immersed in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere, most of the people in the headquarters also went to participate in the annual carnival.
The few people who stayed gathered around, drinking beer, chatting, and enjoying this relaxing and cheerful night.
Everyone was eating and chatting, and unknowingly the conversation turned to the current war situation.
"Hey, tell me, will the Valencian army attack again soon?"
"Who knows, but with His Highness Leng Ling and the Wings of Freedom here, we will fight whatever comes."
"However, I heard that the situation in Valencia is not stable recently, and anti-war voices are getting louder. Maybe that Karl can't resist the strong demands of the anti-war faction to give up the idea of war."
"I really hope they start a civil war so that we can take a breather. After so many years of war, I have almost forgotten what my wife and children look like."
"Come on, you..."
The corridor was quiet, and the voices of several people in the room came through the crack in the door.
A black figure appeared at one end of the corridor, his blue eyes watching everything around him, and he moved forward slowly.
"Hey, where's Adjutant Lance?"
"Oh, he's patrolling outside. Do you want to ask him to come in?"
"I gonna go see."
The door opened, and a man stuck his head out and said to the black figure, "Adjutant Lance, do you want to come in?"
The black shadow made a voice at the entrance of the corridor, "I'm fine, you can continue."
"If anything happens, just call us."
"knew."
The door was closed, and Lance slowly walked up the corridor. His black military boots made a slight creaking sound when he stepped on the wooden stairs.
At tonight’s carnival, everyone went out to celebrate, but Lance chose to stay. On the one hand, he didn’t like to go to crowded places, and on the other hand, he also wanted to take this opportunity to see what was happening in Allen.
Is there any evidence of collaboration with the enemy left in Sharda?
Therefore, he took the spare key to Sharda's office from Leng Ling.
Stepping onto the third floor, Lance walked forward slowly.
The quiet corridor is dimly lit and has no end in sight.
The headquarters, which was originally filled with a serious atmosphere, gave people a strange sense of tranquility after everyone left.
Lance held his breath and walked closer to Salda's office, but heard slight voices coming from the office.
"Today's carnival is said to be great. Young people, why didn't you go and see it?"
"Didn't you ask me to come here? After saying so many polite words, please tell me what you want to see me for."
This voice is... Roy...
"Did you put that letter in Ryan Hans' room?"
"Yes, it's me."
Lance frowned, it was really him, why would he do this?
"what is your purpose?"
"Get rid of Ryan Hans."
Sharda smiled softly, "You can get rid of him? Young man, you are really naive."
"Of course it's impossible for me. I'm just being instructed by others."
"I see. Cooperate with me, young man. Lanson is no longer the age of the Leng family. I have Valencia as my backer. What future will you have by following that Leng Xiao?"
"How do you know I'm following Leng Xiao?"
"Could it be that I guessed wrong?" Sharda said in surprise, paused for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "If it's not Leng Xiao, it's Admiral Kaman."
Roy said nothing.
Clutching the key in his pocket tightly, Lance's face had a quietly solemn expression.
Leng Xiao, Admiral Kaman, Alan Sharda, and Karl.
These people all have ulterior motives. Whether they are Lansinians or Valencians, each of them is eyeing their own country and colluding with both internal and external parties.
"Young man, Kaman is not a good person. What can you get by following him?"
"That Kaman imprisoned my family to blackmail me. I don't want anything. I just want my family to be free as soon as possible."
Roy's voice was low and deep, with a hint of resentment.
"What Kaman likes most is to use this method to take advantage of others. Young man, do you really believe that he will release your family for this?"
"Even if I don't believe it, I have no choice. Tell me, if I cooperate with you, what can you give me?"
"As long as you decide to cooperate with me, at least I can restore your family's freedom. As for the rest, it depends on your performance."
Lance leaned against the door, biting his lip and thinking.
It turns out that Roy is also being coerced by others like himself. As long as he is not sincere, he must find a way to get him back on the right path. He must find a way to win more people for His Highness Leng Ling and let those people work for him.
What he wants is to defeat these people's conspiracies one by one as soon as possible.
Secretly making up his mind, Lance pricked up his ears and listened carefully. He would remember all the secret conversations between the two people and report them all to him when Leng Ling came back.
Lance raised a hand and put it on his neck. He took off the pendant around his neck and opened it.
Through the moonlight outside the window, he looked at the photo of his father on it and said silently in his heart.
Father, I'm sorry, I have to disobey Leng Xiao's order, so I may never know the truth about your death. But you will definitely not blame me, because I will follow His Highness Leng Ling to complete your mission.
Last wish.
The room became quiet, and the corridor was also quiet. Lance leaned against the wall and looked up at the window in the front corridor.
It's not very far from the Central Square. You can vaguely see the dazzling fireworks set off there, and you can seem to hear people's laughter.
On such a joyful night, earth-shaking changes are taking place here, and something seems to be starting to sprout here.
"I agree, but I want to make it clear that I will not do anything for you regarding the requests you made and those things that go against my will and endanger Lanson. I have made too many mistakes and cannot do it all at once.
If I make another mistake again and again, I don’t want to be the sinner responsible for Lanson’s fall.”
Sharda said firmly, "Don't worry, I'm not Kaman. Unless you agree, I won't force you to do anything."
"Can."
"Adjutant Lance, where are you?"
A cry came from downstairs, Lance's whole body was agitated, and his hand holding the pendant suddenly loosened his grip.
"Pata."
The pendant fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.
"what sound?"
People in the office were wary.
Lance wanted to pick up the pendant, but found that the footsteps inside were getting closer and closer, and they were about to reach the door.
With a heavy heart, Lance could only push open the ajar door next to him and duck in.
Almost at the same moment, Sharda opened the door. He looked around, heard the voices downstairs, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Cole."
It seemed that something had been stepped on under his feet. Sharda's eyes froze. He knelt down and picked up the opened pendant.
The crimson moonlight shone faintly into the corridor. Sharda squinted and looked at the person in the photo, her gray eyes suddenly tightening.
With a familiar face and a faint smile, the young man in this photo is clearly his long-dead lover.
Looking at this photo, Sharda trembled with trembling hands and almost breathed out.
Could it be said that he did not die? Instead, he came to Kessel? However, he clearly cremated his body, how could he be resurrected?
So, who could be the person holding this photo?
The gray eyes gradually became colder,
He has been exposed. Someone just heard his conversation with Roy at the door. Moreover, this person has a special relationship with him. He must find a way to find him and deal with it. Otherwise, everything will be over.
"What's wrong?"
Roy frowned and asked.
Sharda put the pendant into her pocket, "Nothing."
The door closed, and Lance walked out of the room next to him, his handsome face full of anxiety and uneasiness.
Damn it, I actually lost the most important thing, and moreover, I jumped into the trap and alerted the snake.
What to do now?
Lance's mind went blank. He moved his steps and walked slowly outside, trying to stabilize his chaotic thoughts.
No matter whether those two people noticed something or not, the most important thing is to tell His Highness Leng Ling about the matter first. As long as he is here, there is nothing that cannot be solved.
"oh--"
From the central square in the distance, people cheered, and the carnival had reached its climax.
Lance stroked his forehead and walked down the steps with heavy steps.
"oops!"
He bumped into someone head-on and almost knocked him to the ground. Ralph quickly supported him and said, "Adjutant Lance, are you okay?"
Ralph had just come back from the carnival and was covered in champagne. He hurriedly wanted to go back to the dormitory to change clothes, but unexpectedly bumped into Lance.
"It's okay," Lance shook his head absentmindedly. He glanced at Ralph, "Sergeant Ralph, are you back?"
"Yeah, look at me, I'm soaked all over. I have to go back and change, otherwise I'll smell so bad of alcohol."
Glancing at Lance cautiously, Ralph asked, "Adjutant Lance, are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Lance waved his hand, "You go change clothes quickly, I'm leaving first."
"Ah, okay."
Ralph quickly turned around and went upstairs, returned to the room and put on clean clothes. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong with Lance's expression. He was worried that Lance was feeling uncomfortable, so he immediately opened the door and went out.
Most of the people have not returned yet, and the headquarters is still relatively clean. Ralph is looking for Lance, and happens to see Leng Ling and Lien returning.
Seeing Leng Ling's wet hair, Ralph secretly wanted to laugh. It turned out that His Highness Leng Ling had also been tricked.
Lance walked over and blocked Ralph's view, "Your Highness, are you back?"
