Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 77 The Team on the Verge of Falling Apart

Before taking a break, Chen Mo specifically arranged for two soldiers to take turns guarding the sentry post. He repeatedly instructed them: "No one! Under any circumstances! Is allowed to leave the sentry post!"

The purpose was essentially to allow people in the yard to see the sentry at a glance through the observation hole.

However, at this moment, there was a soldier at the observation hole, but the original sentry post was empty, with only the howling north wind stirring up the dust on the ground, which swirled gently in the sunlight.

Old Locke coughed lightly: "Oh, it's Ellie. He said he's going out to find some fresh food for the princess..."

Chen Mo's face turned ashen in an instant: "Didn't I say that no one is allowed to leave the team alone?"

"Well, Little Ellie is a family soldier of the territory for generations. His whole family works for the lord and wouldn't do anything he shouldn't."

"Who gave him permission to leave?!"

Seeing that Chen Mo was still relentless, Old Locke also got a little annoyed and stood up, supporting himself on his legs: "It was me, it was me who agreed. The warriors of Emerald are not as bad as you think!"

Chen Mo sighed deeply.

He suddenly realized that Peiwen's death had actually brought about a very troublesome real problem: the team's command authority had become blurred.

Prior to this, because he had the authority to operate certain special equipment and the instruction manuals, and had made great contributions to the team, and also had access to global reconnaissance information such as drones, Peiwen gave Chen Mo a very high degree of authority.

If Chen Mo says there is danger to the east, the team will immediately turn to the west. If Chen Mo says there is a situation ahead, the team will immediately turn around or take cover.

Therefore, after Peiwen left, Chen Mo took over the command without hesitation.

But at this moment, he deeply felt that his ability to obey orders was based on the fact that Peiwen himself possessed extremely high prestige.

Once this "support" ceases to exist, Chen Mo will ultimately be just an outsider to the Cloud Mist Territory team.

Details from their hasty escape came to mind one by one.

When Chen Mo gave orders, the soldiers would always subconsciously turn their eyes to their masters—the county magistrate Liu Shuang, Master Locke, or Lady Linda.

Only when they nodded in agreement would Chen Mo's instructions be carried out without fail.

This is a deeply ingrained class consciousness, and has nothing to do with Chen Mo's abilities or the correctness of his decisions.

Chen Mo decided to withdraw.

There's a saying in my hometown: "Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together!"

"The reason why we have been able to come this far and support each other is firstly because of the medicine given by the little princess, and secondly because Captain Peiwen promised to get me a territory from the Marquis."

"Ultimately, we're just partners."

"Since you don't accept my command, then let's part ways and go our separate ways!"

Chen Mo's resoluteness caught Old Locke, who had just been somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, off guard. The old man stammered, wanting to say something, but couldn't bring himself to speak.

Linda, the female officer standing nearby, quickly stepped forward to try and ease the tension: "It was our oversight. When Ellie returns, we will definitely give him a stern warning and ensure he never violates your rules again..."

The young princess glanced at Linda, then at Chen Mo, a pleading look in her eyes.

Chen Mo turned his head away forcefully and began packing his things.

It wasn't that he was heartless, but rather that he trusted Peiwen's judgment during their time together.

The image of Peiwen finishing off his own soldier before he died lingered in his mind.

If Peiwen doesn't even dare to trust someone, why should I?
Before entering the village, Chen Mo had carefully surveyed the terrain. Behind the village was a continuous range of mountains. Let alone hiding one person, even a combined arms brigade would probably be hard to find for a while.

Chen Mo planned to go into the mountains and find a place to hide. With the bloodline altar there, he wouldn't have to worry about starving to death. If he spent more time, he would eventually find a way.

Anyway, I'm not playing these kinds of thrill games anymore.

He climbed the creaking wooden ladder to the roof and deftly folded up the solar charging panels. At the same time, he launched another reconnaissance drone, which swayed precariously in the strong wind.

Just as they stepped down into the courtyard, a soldier lying prone at the observation post on the wall suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "Eriel! Eriel is back!"

"It's good that he's back, it's good that he's back!" Old Locke hurriedly forced a smile at Chen Mo: "Look, he's back..."

Chen Mo breathed a slight sigh of relief, but he still habitually manipulated the drone to continue ascending, pulling out a panoramic view from above.

Then, the image on the central control screen made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

A well-equipped team of at least fifty or sixty people is silently approaching this isolated village from the shadows at the foot of the mountain!

The soldiers at the forefront were less than a hundred meters away from the crooked fence at the village entrance!

Just then, the courtyard gate was pushed open with a bang. The young warrior, Eliel, returned home beaming with joy. He clutched a small bundle wrapped in tattered cloth tightly in his arms, seemingly containing something precious. He strode in, shouting, "Your Highness! I've found it..."

He was met with the dark muzzle of Xiaobai's gun.

Why did you betray us?

“Betrayed? I…I didn’t!” Eliel’s smile froze instantly, replaced by an insulted anger, her cheeks flushing red. “Don’t slander me! I went to find some fresh, edible food for Her Highness the Princess!”

"Your Highness, I haven't had a proper meal in days. This is some game I hunted on the mountain..." The young soldier excitedly held up the package, but Chen Mo ruthlessly exposed his act.

"Those dozens of bastards from the Green Pine Kingdom behind you, are they here to share your game?"

Chen Mo's words turned Elier's face pale, leaving him frozen in place, and also drove the others present into a frenzy.

"what?"

"Eriel, are you insane?"

"You scoundrel! How could you betray Her Highness the Princess!"

Old Locke was the most furious.

The old man's withered body trembled uncontrollably at the thought that his mistake would ruin the entire team, especially the future of the young princess.

The mage suddenly raised his hand, and the elemental currents began to converge in the air. A fireball radiating scorching heat slowly condensed above his palm, and a slightly scorching aura filled the air.

Faced with the crowd's questioning, the soldier named Ellie retreated repeatedly, and finally a look of fear appeared on his face.

"No, I didn't betray the princess, I was protecting her!"

"Green Pine won't do anything to the princess. We can ask the Earl to ransom her. The one who's afraid of dying is this guy of unknown origin!"

The young soldier pointed at Chen Mo, shouting hysterically in an attempt to shift the focus: "Have you forgotten? This crazy guy actually hit Her Highness the Princess just to save his own life! Didn't you see that?"

"He struck the princess! He struck the noble princess! This is a grave crime, an unforgivable crime!"

Ellie desperately tried to explain, but at that moment, the fear of death overwhelmed the joy of being promised immense wealth.

He tried to wave his hands, hoping to evoke a response from his colleagues, but he was met only with a few fiery stares.

Old Locke's hair and beard bristled. "Beast! You damned beast! A disgrace to Cloud Mist Territory!"

The old man is a master of healing and enchanting, but before changing jobs, he had already learned most of the basic skills of a mage.

However, the effect of this spell was obviously not comparable to that of a professional arcane mage. The fireball, carrying a scorching wave of air, slammed into Eriel's back as he tried to turn and run away, but it failed to kill him in one hit.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud and a piercing scream, Eriel was thrown forward, his clothes on his back instantly charred and his flesh sizzling.

Eriel writhed on the ground in agony, twisting his partially charred body, pleading desperately, "No... I don't want to die... Captain Peven is so strong... even he couldn't stop me..."

"We can't escape!"

"I don't want to die..."

(End of this chapter)