While speaking, Delya lifted the small pot, and there was only a layer of light black tea left. He got up and lit the gas stove in the corner, put the small kettle on it, and continued his words: "You know that once things are related to the leader, it can't be a small incident. They are so crazy about the traces left by the leader. We have deeply experienced it in the past two years."

"The Knightmaster should listen more."

"Not only Hesley, you can also listen." Delya sat back at the table, "The leader of the group made us have great changes in the past few years. This change is in strength, spirit, and ambition. I know the gap is huge, but we all have to continue to endure it. Leisure is not a good thing, but it is also a good thing. Thinking that if the leader of the group comes back later, there will be no more leisure time, but he can barely calm down and enjoy this period of life."

"How long will it take?" Waters' voice suddenly croaked, with despair.

A short period of silence came down, and the kettle on the gas stove made a "hissing" sound at the right time, preventing the air in the lounge from solidifying.

As if he was sorting out the word order and thought content of the answer, Delya stared quietly at Waters' face and saw something she had experienced in the past - hope was gradually eroded by reality, leaving only black chaos.

"This is not comfort. You know that I will not comfort people soon after I came out from the gray area of ​​Bulino with the regiment commander." Delya's thoughts ended when the kettle was filled with white water vapor. "We are all small people, without the regiment commander, and dying in the chaotic battle of Bulino should be the result of the presumption. This was the case before, but now it will be like this, but the location has become a small country."

"How long have we been in Burino?"

Waters shook his head, "I don't remember. The memory after leaving Burino is dozens of times that of the past. I only remember the events of the past few years. Now I can still recite the trade network diagram of arms. I have not forgotten the names of those middle-aged merchants. I have not given each of them owed the factory how much money they paid, and how many bullets were shipped several times. As for Burino, its memory has long been covered."

"Actually, I don't remember it." Delya admitted generously, "In these times, besides running a flower shop, my best way to entertain weapons in the dark world in various identities, revolvers, forged steel swords, tactical knives, and very durable shoes, etc. You and Hesley are much better than me, at least you have brought more help to the leader. As for me, maybe every time the leader asked me to prepare a complete set of weapons for him, to do this to the extreme, and every time I satisfy the leader, I don't feel that I have a role."

"Everyone is consuming a lot of energy to bear and endure." The kettle began to whine, and the water vapor floated behind Delya before dispersing. "When you still call me the deputy commander, you still need to obey the orders of this deputy commander. We don't know some of the situation of the commander, but we are far closer to the commander than others."

Delya stood up and looked at the kettle. Seeing that it was still a little time, she simply stood by the gas stove: "In fact, since recently, there has been a kind of intuitive and spiritual impulse that has been foreshadowed to me, and its intensity has never appeared before."

"What is called the intuition of women?" Waters knew something.

Delya still admitted generously: "The time will not be long. Maybe you can go to that place more often if you have nothing to do. I will prepare weapons more actively and carefully select bullets."

"So should I start preparing for the subsequent factory restart and construction? In fact, I have been doing these things all the time, and have accumulated a lot of mature ideas and various plans, not only in my mind, but also into piles of documents that can be touched."

"This is a matter of course. Do you think the leader will give us time to adapt again after he finds us?"

Both laughed at this point. Delya made a pot of black tea again, and the fragrance became even stronger in the small room.

"Actually, I don't have much so-called. I've grown much older. It's not that I can't bear it, but that I don't want the leader to be forgotten by others bit by bit with time. It shouldn't be like this. The leader should be remembered and becomes a nightmare for many people."

Delya poured the cup with black tea: "No one will forget the leader, we won't, and no one else will. If those people really don't care, we don't need to change our original face and live in our current appearance. The leader has no trace, and many people will be afraid. The leader has his trace, and more people will feel scared. Even if the nightmare thing is eliminated, no matter how the imperial hall of the Empire's Holy Emperor can eliminate traces and information, it cannot change anything."

"The Knight,,,"

"Since you said he has come too, you will definitely come to me. There is nothing else. You will stay here to help me manage the flower shop in the past few days. It has not been long for more than a year, but in the past year, I feel that time does have the attribute of "long". The three of us can talk together. Now, compared to two years ago, the attention of all forces on us has been reduced too much. It is not that dangerous."

"Hesley is from a big family. He understands something better than us, so don't worry too much about him." Delya added, his eyes fell on the black tea in the cup, and the reflected lamps were like a ball of rose-emitting sun.

"Boss, Edge in the league has been communicated."

"It doesn't seem good news to you," the man called the boss took the communicator, and Edge's usual report-like words immediately rang out. "The boss, Knowlton, Arnome and Sorakar's action meeting in the Cressey area was exposed. This time, the flame tribe uses members of the Black Dragon Training Ground as the core, and the Thornbird Training Ground assists, and has launched an action."

"It's only now that the intelligence is collected, which is too late for the speed of the training ground to move." The boss spoke, thought about it and issued an order, "Tell Didn and Arnome and the other two that they have tolerated themselves in normal times, and this time they can vent their emotions."

"I can convey the original words." Aiqi replied.

"Are you on your way to Crescey now?"

"It will take two days to arrive smoothly, and it shouldn't be able to catch up." Aich confirmed the answer to the question, "I need to support them,,,"

"I remember this encounter in the operation was to transport the 'New Year gift' of foreign nobles?" The boss paused here, "It's a more important thing, but it won't take much time to re-select it later. Then Aich can hire more mercenaries or bounty hunters from relevant regions, and the lives of members of the training ground can help them gain fame in the dark world."
Chapter completed!