"Tomorrow night? Are you sure it's tomorrow night?" Reggie expressed doubts about this information. He knew nothing about the mole, but he knew the movements of the White Wolf King very well. Natalie had been monitoring White Wolf from the air.
The Wolf King's army.
Sakason got the note yesterday. The tomorrow night mentioned in the note refers to tonight. His army is a hundred miles away. It seems to be more difficult to launch a surprise attack tonight.
"How many times do you have to ask? That's what it says on the note." Salina said impatiently, "I haven't slept all night, and I can barely open my eyelids."
"If you don't mind, I'd like to..."
"I'm very concerned about it. I won't go to that man's room again, and I don't want to spend the night huddled in the corner," Salena complained. "I still have to go to school, and I don't want to lose to my brother."
It’s hard to imagine that two months ago, Salena tried to kill Reggie and Chris, and she almost succeeded. Now she has become Reggie’s loyal friend, for only one reason: Reggie let Dora
Noel rescued her family.
The thoughtful Alice made a rare mistake. She thought Reggie would cut Salina into pieces, but she didn't expect that he would help her in turn. She neglected to guard Salina's family.
Let Doranor find an opportunity to take advantage of.
After meeting her family, Salena obeyed Reggie's words and even took the initiative to follow Decto to Blackwater City. Unexpectedly, in addition to assassination, Salena had an even more extraordinary talent in intelligence gathering. She could stand alone
In front of him, he monitored each other's every move with ease.
Although it is not logically reasonable, Sakason's identity as the mole is basically confirmed. How to deal with this mole has become the most important issue at the moment.
Using him to deliver false news, or using him to find more moles, sounds like a good idea, but in terms of means, Sakason may not be so easy to deal with, at least he has not exposed any flaws in front of Reggie.
.
"If you are really worried, just kill him. You can also leave this matter to me," Salena's expression was very relaxed. "This is not difficult for me."
"This is very difficult for you," a man said from the side. "The opponent is a first-class assassin and will not give you a chance to take action. It is best to leave this matter to me."
The man who spoke was Charco the Blocker, one of Alice's most trusted wizards. He had spent nearly half a year in the dungeon since he was captured during the war.
Many people suggested that Reggie kill him because there was no possibility of surrender in him.
But the appearance of Salena changed Chalco, and he fell in love with this girl.
At first, he tried to persuade Salena to fight with him to the end, and Salena followed his advice.
But after seeing her family, Salena immediately gave up her resistance. Charco, who had persisted for half a year, collapsed instantly and fell into Reggie's arms two days later.
He is different from Salena. Before following Alice, he had been an assassin for several years. He understands the strength of his opponent and also knows his own weight.
"We don't have to wait until night, we can do it during the day. As long as I get close to him, he will definitely die."
"But what's the use of killing him?" Reggie smoothed his long hair and finally made up his mind.
He asked Tyr to continue tracking Sakason, but he wanted to know what this guy wanted to do tonight.
At the same time, he asked Natalie to closely monitor the White Wolf King's movements. If the two sides cooperated internally and externally, Reggie would give the opponent a head-on blow halfway.
During the day, Sakason's life was still simple and fulfilling. He only had two things to do, farming and working.
The White Wolf King's army approached Blackwater City for twenty miles, but it was only twenty miles away.
At night, after dinner, Sakason did not fall asleep as usual, but quietly went outside the city. Tell sent a signal to remind Modesa to be ready to arrest.
There were several simple warehouses outside the city, where Reggie used to store tools. Shakason quietly walked into a warehouse, where there was another werewolf waiting for him.
Modesa had no way of guessing what they were planning. The warehouse door was closed, and there was no possibility for Salena to sneak in. Judging from the current situation, Modesa must close the net before the other party's conspiracy succeeds.
He led a group of guards directly into the warehouse and captured two drunken werewolves.
Sakason was drinking with his companions. They drank two whole bottles of wine, and even when they got to Reggie, they still couldn't wake up completely.
Nothing happened that night. The White Wolf King's army did not attack, and Reggie was not attacked by assassins. The only gain was the capture of these two drunkards. The only suspense was why these two drunkards ran to
Go out for a drink outside the city.
The next day, Sakason regained consciousness and gave the answer.
"Sir, we stole those wines from Lord Decto's motorcade," Shakason burst into tears. "We dare not bring the wine to the city. We are afraid that others will find out. I swear to you.
We only stole this once, I am willing to double the compensation, please forgive me, my lord."
They passed the news in the most secretive way and went through countless twists and turns, just to enjoy the wine they stole. This was really beyond Reggie's understanding.
"A jar of wine only costs ten silver coins. Is that expensive? Why do you want to steal it?"
An orc peon took the initiative to defend them: "Sir, they are different from other werewolves. They did not bring livestock. They were almost penniless when they came to Blackwater City."
"Before taking refuge in Blackwater City, Sakason and his companions did not receive the support of their family, and naturally they did not receive the family's livestock. Naturally, there would be no income from farming before the grain was harvested. All their income came from
Wages for working at the pond.”
Since they had to work in the fields most of the time, they could only work in the pond for four hours, and their daily wages were only two silver coins. Spending five days' wages to buy a can of wine was indeed too luxurious for them.
Shakason cried so hard that he felt that his life was completely over. He wanted to cut off his right hand in exchange for Reggie's forgiveness, but even so, Reggie still put him in the dungeon.
Among them, theft is a serious crime. Although the amount is small, they have to face at least half a year of hard labor.
Modesa was very confused. He couldn't believe that he had made a mistake.
"The calluses on his hands are unmistakable. He is definitely an assassin."
"I also think Modeza is right," Charco said, "I can smell murderous aura on him, the murderous aura unique to assassins."
"Whether I was wrong or not, it was right to put him in the dungeon after all," Reggie had a bad premonition. "We seem to have wasted too much energy on him."