twenty minutes later

"Take a rest." Ban Nei, who was walking beside everyone, suddenly stopped, turned to Mo Tan and others and chuckled: "The smell of those trashes has disappeared two minutes ago."

At this time, a group of eight people had already walked out of the forest, and the nearby terrain gradually became more open. Logically speaking, there should be no rest at this time, but since the squad has stated that there is no danger for the time being, everyone who was already exhausted will also

He took advantage of the situation and stopped where he was and took a short rest.

Crabbe, Salazar and Yinna are in good condition, but Motan and Futaba's physical energy is less than 20% at this time, and their movement speed and mental state have been affected.

Quite an impact.

The situation is even worse for Ned and the rescued orc. The former said ten minutes ago that he no longer needs to be carried by Crabbe. On the one hand, his injuries have improved under Mo Tan's careless treatment.

I learned a lot, and another reason is that the bumps along the way were really uncomfortable...

The orc prisoner, whose body was covered with wounds and whose clothes were stained with blood, was in even worse condition. He was in a weak state. Salazar and Mo Tan almost carried him all the way here.

As for the squad... there is no change at all, as if the battle and the speed along the way have not existed at all, it is as relaxed and comfortable.

"We are almost back to the Marshall Territory." Yinna looked into the distance for a moment, then turned to everyone and said, "But the location here is a bit remote, and it is still quite far away from the temporary camp of the Autonomous Army."

Ned half leaned against a rock and sighed: "I don't know what happened to those who escaped first."

"They have enough time, and they don't look too weak. They should be able to escape successfully." Salazar, who was previously responsible for the rescue mission, shrugged, then turned to look at the squad: "When you come here

Have you seen it?"

Ban Nei is currently standing on the spot playing with several blades in his hands, looking completely indifferent: "Not paying attention, not interested."

"Not interested?" Futaba, who was speeding up the recovery of magic power through meditation, suddenly looked at the class and asked: "Aren't you here to save people?"

The latter nodded with a smile: "Yes, I came to save people and take revenge at the same time. Now both of these things have been completed."

"Revenge? You mean the one just now..." Mo Tan immediately thought of the orc leader who was going crazy and wanted to fight the 'own hero' in front of him.

"That's right, Warlord Karon Guyi of the Fire Claws." Bennei nodded: "I had a little quarrel with him before, and he always wanted to kill me, but this time the idiot was too unlucky.

"

Indeed, Karon's strength was already about the same as that of Ban Nei. If we were to fight the latter just in an honest way, he might be slightly inferior. Unfortunately, fate dictated that he, who had been waiting for Ban Nei, encountered Fenrir's team first.

In the subsequent battle, he did not always pay attention to the surrounding environment, which allowed the opponent to succeed in a sneak attack so easily.

Otherwise, even if it was calculated by heart or not, the orc warlord who was always vigilant would never be preempted by the poison, and he would be severely wounded by the squad within a few moves.

"As for rescuing people, haven't I already brought them back?" The class, who were in a good mood, spoke a little more. They pointed at the orc who was slumped on the ground not far away and said with a smile: "And look,

It’s quite complete when it goes up.”

When Ned heard this, he couldn't help but said loudly: "What about the others? Didn't I say that many were taken away before..."

"That has nothing to do with you, soldier." Ban Nei said calmly: "The mission is over, whether it's mine or yours."

Mission over?

Crabbe and others were all stunned, completely confused as to what the other party was talking about.

But Motan and Futaba were really thinking about something thoughtfully...

"Ahem!" The rescued orc coughed violently while covering his chest, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, suddenly shook his head, and said to the class in a hoarse voice: "No, there are a few of them who can help.

Gotta be busy..."

"Tell me about it." The other party asked slightly curiously: "How can they help?"

"You guys...ahem..." The bruised and bruised former captive looked at Fenrir and the others. After another burst of dry coughing, he finally managed to catch his breath and asked in a deep voice, "Are you members of the Dieyan City Autonomous Army?

You should know something about your colleagues, right?"

Ned nodded at him: "You can say that."

"That's good." The other party grinned and said to the class: "The information I got this time is very accurate. I already know roughly where the person Buffy-sama has been looking for before is."

Everyone else is a little confused...

The class’s words were concise and concise: “Speak.”

"I don't know who it is yet, but that person is in a certain team of the Autonomous Army here in Dieyan City." The orc raised his chin at Ned and others: "We can ask these local people to help when the time comes.

Find that person out."

The class nodded slightly: "How specific is the information?"

He did not shy away from Mo Tan and others, because this was a major event that only a few people knew about. To these big-headed soldiers, it might be like hearing from heaven, so there was no need to avoid danger at all, not to mention that this might be needed later.

Several people helped.

"Specifically, the team." The other party said solemnly: "The team's name is Fenrir."

Everyone was shocked, and Futaba broke into cold sweat instantly...

The ominous premonition is true!

"Oh?" The smile on Ban Nei's lips suddenly became a little elusive. He put away the blades that were constantly spinning between his fingers, and slowly walked to Salazar who was closest to him, staring straight at him.

The white wolf emblem on his chest asked softly: "Hey, I'm so rude. I haven't asked you about your affiliations yet. I wonder who you are?"

He drawled his voice meaningfully, but the light in his eyes became colder and colder, and his whole body emitted wisps of cold light like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed.

"We are...Fenrir Team of the Marshall Territory Autonomous Army stationed in Dieyan City." Before Salazar could speak, Ned suddenly spoke not far away and answered.

The class laughed and clapped their hands and said: "Okay, hahaha, that's great, then let's hurry up and talk briefly..."

"What do you want to say?" Crabbe didn't react yet.

"What I want to say is" the class glanced at him and sneered: "The Fire Claw leader has placed a spy on our side. That guy is constantly collecting some very confidential information, and he hides it very well and never reveals it.

There is no trick, but the reliable information finally obtained indicates that that person is among Fenrir who is stationed in Dieyan City. I wonder what you think about this?"

At this moment, Mo Tan had almost connected all the inconsistencies, and sighed: "The 'reliable information' you just mentioned is the important rescue target next to you, right?"

"That's right." At this time, the class no longer looked as indifferent as before. His attention could be said to be as focused as possible. He slowly swept his eyes over the members of the Fenrir team and said slowly.

: "What I want to know now is, who is that person?"

His eyes finally rested on Crabbe.

Others also subconsciously glanced at the big orc who didn't seem to understand the situation.

Not to mention anything else, but when it comes to 'a spy planted by the Fire Claw Territory', Crabbe's suspicion immediately becomes the biggest.

You must know that unlike the Fire Claw Territory, which is mostly composed of orcs, the races in the Marshall Autonomous Army are relatively more even, and in the Fenrir team, there is only one orc, Crabbe!

But no one is willing to believe it, not to mention the two players. Salazar and Yinna, who are both NPCs, can't believe that Crabbe can be a spy. They all feel that if this big man can become a spy, it will be easy to sneak into the Marshall Islands.

Within the military, the threshold for the profession of 'espionage' is too low!

You must know that after Karabu falls asleep, he can tell you clearly in his sleep how many times he was spanked as a child. This guy is a spy?!

"Impossible!" Yinna shouted almost as soon as she cast her eyes on Crabbe: "It can't be him!"

"That's right." Salazar shook his head and said, "This idiot has no brains."

The class paid no attention to the two of them. They just walked straight to Crabbe and said softly: "You can confess or identify. One life, five lives in exchange."

"I don't know what you are talking about!" Sensing the cold and murderous intention in the class, Crabbe took a few steps back, his whole body panicked: "What about spies or confessions, I don't know anything at all!"

Two lines of blood suddenly appeared on his face. Crabbe didn't even see what happened clearly, but he felt a chill and sting coming from his cheek. In front of him, Benai was gently licking the red stained skin.

His bright silver blade, his face as gloomy as water...

"If you don't want to choose, it's not impossible." The Marshall family's royal assassin said softly: "I just need to kill you first, and then slowly say hello to you one by one."

"it's me……"

At this moment, Ned slowly stood up and smiled at the class: "The person you are looking for is me, let's do it."

"team leader!?"

"impossible……"

"what are you saying?"

Yinna, Salazar and even Crabbe all widened their eyes in disbelief, while Futaba and Motan simultaneously showed expected wry smiles.

Considering the previous abnormal behavior, this is actually not surprising...

"You?" Bennei turned around and walked up to Ned, looking him up and down: "Where's the evidence?"

Ned spread his hands: "Do I need evidence if I confess on my own?"

Ban Nei licked his lips and sneered: "I can hear your accent. You should be from the eastern side of the Marshall Islands. Although it is not impossible to defect there, for the sake of caution, we will prevent you from joining other team members."

The possibility of taking the blame, I still need a reason..."

"Reason, okay." Ned nodded, then took a step forward and whispered something in Bennet's ear, then stepped back and said in a deep voice: "Is this enough?"

The class gave him a thumbs up with satisfaction, and then said calmly: "In view of your cooperation, I can let you leave a few last words or something."

"Captain!!" Yinna almost went crazy: "What on earth are you doing!"

Salazar finally lost his composure and stared at Ned and shouted: "Ned! What are you crazy about!"

"Captain, you can't be a spy! And it's Fire Claw's side..." Crabbe shook his head desperately and muttered: "I'm even more similar to you!"

"Shut up!" Ned suddenly shouted loudly, using the dignity he had accumulated over a long period of time to make Crabbe and others habitually shut up. Then he said to the class: "I don't need any last words, just do it."

"Oh?" This assassin, who might be able to kill Ned just by raising his hand, was not in a hurry. Instead, he asked with interest: "Are you worried that if you talk too much, I might kill you?"

Team members..."

He touched his neck lightly with his index finger: "Were all silenced?"

Ned just remained silent.

"Tsk, tsk, boring." Banner chuckled, and three half-moon-shaped silver blades popped out from his fingers. He shook his head and said, "What a pity. I originally planned to spare your life."

Of course, he had never planned this, but this did not prevent this assassin who liked to torture his prey in various ways from casually speaking. In many cases, such words were enough to break down the opponent's psychological defense, and then let him kill while killing.

Enjoy maximum pleasure.

But Ned was obviously not a qualified prey. Benne didn't see anything that could please him, so he snorted rather unhappily: "You can go die!"

Ned closed his eyes. At this moment, he thought of many things...

It is said that everyone will feel that time becomes very slow before they die. Maybe this kind of statement will always make people feel a bit unrealistic. After all, no dead person will suddenly jump up and tell you how he feels on his deathbed, but think about this carefully.

The point of view is actually not unreasonable...

The speed of thought far exceeds everything else, and the survival instinct of intelligent life is likely to allow it to sink into the level of consciousness and thinking for a moment before death, and then strive for some things that are almost impossible to exist under normal circumstances.

time.

Ned thought of his happy family when he was a child, his inseparable playmates, the voices and smiles of everyone in the small coastal town, and... the whispers that echoed in the air one night, and the second

The sad news I heard when I woke up early in the morning.

One-third of the citizens disappeared as if they had evaporated.

This includes Ned's father and his best friend...

But after waiting for several months, the feedback I got was just an understatement of "can't find it."

Unable to accept this result, her mother went crazy, and Ned, who was still young, also secretly vowed that he must find out the so-called truth...

Ten years later, he had been tempered and finally caught some clues, and the end of all the clues actually pointed to the owner of this land...

Marshall family.

Chapter 57: End

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