I ruined Tyra.

Hedley quickly made a downward gesture, signaling the messenger to keep quiet.

When you first arrive in Londinium, it is better to say less so as not to inadvertently violate taboos.

The messenger knew what Hedley meant, so he just snorted softly and said nothing more.

Soon, they arrived at a larger room.

The guard asked them to wait here, and then he went in to report the situation.

After a while, the guard asked Hedley and the messenger to take off their weapons and follow him in.

Hedley was the first to take off his weapons and hand them over to his subordinates, and then asked the hesitant messenger to do the same.

Then the two of them entered the room together.

Heragh was about to follow when the door slammed shutting him out.

Herag, in his spirit form, was stunned for a moment, because he found that he couldn't enter the door at all. Every time he approached the game system, a prompt would pop up saying "Explore the area ahead later."

Hellagur: ...

You Ursus, you have the ability to make this map, but you don't have the ability to listen to Hedley's report to the Pardoner?

Fortunately, he didn't wait long. After observing the surroundings at the door for a few minutes, the system prompted him that he could enter the room.

Hellagur hurried into the room, and then the whole scene went dark.

When I saw the plot again, the Pardoner was already reading out the result to Hedley and others. As for the content of their previous conversation, he simply said "no comment".

Hellagur: Ursus's blood pressure rises.

“I’ve read the report.

Your achievements in the integration movement are far from commendable.

But even so, you did find some unexpected gains.”

According to the pardoner, the regent did not intend to hold them accountable.

Just as Hedley said thank you, he heard the pardoner continue:

“Ahh, no need to thank me, at least not this time.

You are also excellent warriors. Before you die, any rewards you get are earned through blood and fire.

His Royal Highness the Regent is familiar with the paths followed by every insignificant Sarkaz, even if you are too insignificant.

It's not just the infected that are losing their value in this temple, do you understand?"

Hearing the meaning behind the other party's words, Hedley quickly said that he understood.

But the Pardoner seemed to have even more powerful information to use to shock them.

"Now, Rhodes Island has welcomed back that unpleasant person."

After the pardoner finished speaking, he continued to say to the two people who looked up in astonishment: "As for you, we have already had contact."

Hedley: — —!

(The Regent is actually one step ahead of W? In such a faraway place like Londinium?)

After seeing that the two men were successfully beaten by him, the pardoner then explained why they let them go.

“Mercenaries are only loyal to their own interests, and this starting point is not necessarily a bad thing.

When the dust settles and you return to His Majesty's throne, you will receive your reward."

From what the pardoner said, they were the only ones who were forgiven?

Hedley asked cautiously: "What about the other warriors?"

The Pardoner turned and looked in the direction of Chernobog, as if indicating something.

"That infected young man has her own tricks, haven't you noticed yet?

But Your Highness has no intention of getting involved in this farce. Your Highness and I have made our own judgments, and Victoria will continue to wait and see the integration movement.

We lacked the 'effective means' to wrest control of that team from W."

Hedley understood what the other party meant. Tracys had more important things to do and didn't want to care about these things, but if the other party went too far, they didn't mind dealing with it directly.

Then the Absolver continued, "Besides, we still need to incite the infected people active in various places on the earth in the name of supporters."

The Absolver's meaning was clear. They needed someone to continue to help them divert other people's attention, and the integration movement under the banner of the infected was the best choice.

"Do we need to continue using the Reunion Movement? I thought this development would make His Highness——"

The Pardoner interrupted Hedley before he finished his test.

"Give up? No no no, young mercenary.

It is not chaotic enough, far from it. Even an integrated movement away from the leader can become the source of chaos. "

Having said this, the Pardoner turned around, looked at Hedley with interest and said, "Also, can the remarks just now be regarded as a question to Your Highness?"

Hedley knelt down quickly, bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "No, I dare not."

The Pardoner was very satisfied with Hedley's sensible attitude. He tapped the scepter in his hand, signaling the other party to look up at him.

After Hedley looked up at him, the Pardoner issued an ultimatum.

“You don’t have to go back for now. The long journey will take too much time, and everything happening there is accelerating.

Just stay here and enjoy your few free hours."

After understanding what the other party meant, Hedley just lowered his head and said, "Thank you very much."

The Pardoner turned and walked into the shadows.

"Well, your highness is still waiting for me, so let's disband where we are."

Before disappearing into the shadow, the Pardoner turned around, looked at Hedley and said pointedly:

"Remember, do your own thing first, Hedley."

Hedley quickly replied: "Understood."

The pardoner then turned and left.

After watching the Pardoner leave, Hedley and the courier who had remained silent throughout the entire process waited for a few minutes. After confirming that there was no follow-up movement, the two sighed.

"Ugh."

"Does this mean that we are all under house arrest?" Although the messenger had expected this when he came, he still couldn't believe it.

"It's not like I haven't thought about it. It's much better than I thought."

Hedley confirmed the current situation, and then said helplessly:

"Alas, we are still too naive."

"Naive? Which side is naive? Did you mistakenly believe that you would die? Or did you mistakenly believe that the Regent knew nothing?"

Hedley turned his head and looked in the direction of the tower. He already knew that the Regent was there.

"All of them. He...is always in control of everything."

After finishing speaking, Hedley said self-deprecatingly: "No wonder, he is Tracy after all~ In those stories, he and Tracy were so invincible.

It’s just that this war has made us all forget that those stories are not just stories.”

Hedley was talking about the civil war between the two kings. Because of the reckless actions of the evil spirit of the Tower of Babel, they had always had the upper hand in the confrontation, which made Hedley and others who had not personally come into contact with the regent underestimate Tracy's methods.

The messenger knew what he meant, she raised an eyebrow and asked the biggest question at the moment.

"How should we warn W? How far has the Reunion Movement progressed?

We spent so much time on the road that she might have broken up with Tallulah by now."

Hedley looked in the direction of Chernobog and said with certainty: "Or, this farce will eventually end at Longmen."

The messenger recalled the combat orders she had received before regarding Longmen. If the battle was ended at Longmen, then this farce should also be over.

“Isn’t it a bit too fast?”

“This is in line with W’s plan.

If Tallulah really intends to destroy these infected people, then W will definitely destroy Tallulah first.

In the Sarkaz way, by any means necessary."

After saying that, Hedley glanced at the messenger and said jokingly, "After all, she was very unhappy because of the death of a certain mercenary."

"Humph!"

The two discussed some of the follow-up actions, as well as the radio station he had secretly built in Kazdel earlier, which shocked the messenger a little.

Finally, the messenger said affirmatively: "Before leaving Chernobog, W must have said something to you, otherwise you wouldn't have done this."

Hedley did not deny it, but recalled the scene at that time.

At that time, W went to him just to ask a question.

"Hedley, can the lives of mercenaries be measured by price?"

"Of course, all along. Why do you ask? You are the one who understands this the best."

"But who decides?"

"The battlefield itself."

Facing Hedley's answer without hesitation, W laughed.

"Hahaha, yes, military exploits, achievements, gaining fame and fortune in battles, raising one's worth, and being recognized as a tool by others.

This is really boring.

But it won’t be like that anymore, at least for us, there’s no need for it to be like that anymore.”

Hedley didn't understand what she meant, but he was relieved because his stupid daughter finally thought about the philosophy of life.

“Every Sarkaz should have a clear price tag.

But they don’t need to be given by others, nor controlled by others. They should write their own price with their own hands, using the blood of all those who are enemies of the Sarkaz. "

Hearing this outrageous statement, Hedley was both surprised and not surprised, because W was always like this.

Anyway, in the end, W begged Hedley in an almost pleading tone to do something in Londinium.

As for the details, Hedley did not say.

Hellagur simply fast-forwarded the rest of the scene and briefly watched it. The subsequent content mainly described how W rescued two children from the ruins, one of whom picked up the Sarkaz's saber and pointed it at W.

W smiled and asked the brave boy: "Do you know what it means to take over the weapons of the Sarkaz?"

Soon, after reading the plot, Herag decided to check the forum before discussing the plot with Zhongyue.

If his prediction was correct, the forum would be very abstract at this time.

As expected, there were several more fanatical groups on the forum posting the same message.

"The lives of Sarkaz mercenaries do not need to be given by others, nor should they be controlled by others. They should write their own prices with their own hands, using the blood of all those who are enemies of the Sarkaz."

"W, the worst of the bad women!"

"W, we will always love you!"

We don't know how W felt after seeing this information, but Theresa was quite happy watching it while lying on the bed.

She held up the communicator and said to W, who was biting the tip of a pen and thinking hard about how to write the composition:

"W, do you want to see what people say about you on the forum? It's very interesting."

W rolled his eyes. His Highness was always like this. He just liked to watch her having fun. It was really too much.

W decided to just ignore Theresa and continue thinking about how to write this crappy essay.

Look at the damn title that Hedley came up with: What do you think of the current situation of the Sarkaz?

Damn it, how else could she watch it? She chose to lie down in a chair and watch it.

If she could have written it, she would have dipped the pen in ink and eaten it right there.

Theresa held up the communicator for a while, but when she didn't get the response she wanted, she stood up sullenly, took out a sachet from under her pillow, and leaned towards W, who was gritting his teeth.

"I've finished watching the plot just now. So W, do you still want your name now?"

Upon hearing this, W, who had already bitten the tip of his pen to pieces, was stunned.