I ruined Tyra.

After they walked for a while and confirmed that they were safe, a tired but relieved voice sounded:

"As expected, it was the right decision not to let Hedley follow."

Then the whole scene ends.

Helag paused the plot advancement again, and he and Zhongyue sorted out the clues again.

"So, Tallulah's change was due to that shadow? It sounds a bit like a possession spell?"

"It's possible, but who would do that? As far as I know, there are not many people in Ursus who can use this kind of magic, and the few I know of would not aim to harm the territory and people of Ursus."

"I understand what you mean. I can tell you for sure that it is definitely not those inner guards of His Majesty."

"Your Majesty's inner guard? Herag, if I remember correctly, you only recognize one Majesty, right?"

"That's true. The old guards are all loyal and honest. They must be guarding the territory in the north of Ursus right now. It's impossible for them to possess a little girl."

"What if it is a new internal guard? Will they still be loyal to Ursus?"

"I have no idea.

But I can tell you for sure that until I left Ursus, I had never heard of any inner guard mastering the spell of possession."

"That's strange, who could it be? (Could it be...Him?)"

Zhongyue murmured, with a vague guess, but he spoke so quietly that Herag couldn't hear him.

Chapter 207 Born in the Night (14) Talking to the Patriots, Bluffing the Integration Movement

When General Hellagur arrived at DM-8, the eighth level of Born in the Night, he originally thought that he would directly advance the story of Inès, Hedley and others.

But what he never expected was that this section first told the story of what happened when the mercenary group first came to the Integration Movement.

'A few months ago, one day after contacting the Reunion Movement, in the desert outside the nameless city of Ursus.'

Hedley and Inès stood in front of the campfire, and said to W who was peeling potatoes into the pot, and even peeled them into the shape of Inès' face:

"You have met with the leaders of the Reunion Movement? How do you feel?"

W threw the peeled potatoes into the pot, letting the potato with Inès' face float in the soup, then he clapped his hands and looked back at Hedley.

"Are you asking me? Or her?

If you ask me, I can only say that it is not surprising that these guys are doing these things. "

Inès added her opinion at the right moment.

"Very, strange? There are children who are deliberately guided and pushed into that position and become cruel, and there are also warriors who are tough beyond imagination."

W nodded indifferently, summarizing Inès's meaning directly.

"There are some great guys, but there are also some boring villains, is that what you mean?"

Then she turned back to cooking the potato soup and said in a dull voice, "But we've been fighting for so many years, haven't we seen a lot? Not surprising~ Not surprising."

Inès also sat down to warm herself by the fire. Looking at the potato in the pot that was the shape of her face, she had the urge to take it out and crush it, but reason overcame the impulse.

"Indeed, but there is one person in their team that really concerns me."

"Who?"

"The tallest one."

"Oh! You mean the one that's always been with the other little rabbit."

W suddenly realized that the guy did look very special. At least she had never seen such a strange Sarkaz.

Inès nodded, recalling what she had seen.

"The feeling of their team is completely different from other infected people. These Sarkaz warriors are the symbol of war."

"Wait? Sarkaz?" Hedley, who originally just wanted to be a listener, noticed the details. So that man was a Sarkaz?

W looked at Hedley strangely, with great confusion in his little head. There was actually a Sarkaz race that Hedley didn't recognize?

She said confidently: "He gives me the impression of a Sarkaz, but it's rare to see a Sarkaz like that. And he calls himself an Ursus. I'm afraid he has long lost contact with Kazdel."

After teasing Hedley, W said with regret: "How pitiful! He didn't have to live such a tiring life."

"Tired?" "Maybe we should all meet him first."

The two asked at the same time. Hedley, who didn't know the situation, was still a little confused, while Inès was more concerned about the other person's condition.

"The feeling he left on people went beyond the category of 'warrior'."

Having said this, Inès turned to Hedley and spoke gently.

"You always like to think too much. Instead of thinking about it, why not talk to someone like him? We may all learn a lot from him."

Hedley suddenly realized and said in surprise: "You are talking about——"

Before he could finish his words, a messenger in charge of alert came running over with someone.

"Captain, someone from the Reunion Movement wants to see you."

"I know. You don't need to tell me. I saw it."

The trio looked at the tall Sarkaz in front of them, and W took out a bowl of potato soup from the pot and handed it to him.

The visitor rejected W's kindness and said in a pause:

"Excuse me, I would like to see you alone."

W poured the bowl of potato soup back and said jokingly, "It's really sudden. Are you ready?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was slapped on the head. She cried out in pain and covered her head.

Hedley took his hand away from the head of this disrespectful fellow and said apologetically, "The child is ignorant, I'm sorry.

Are you? "

The visitor shook his head and continued speaking:

"Who I am is not important for now.

Now, I am not coming to see you in the name of the leader, please rest assured.

I just wanted to listen..."

Having said this, he paused for a while, and then said seriously:

"My compatriots, and what's happening in my hometown.

I know that many things happened in Kazdale.

I have heard something about it, but I don’t know the details.”

W used the other party's previous self-introduction as a weapon.

"But you said you were an Ursus."

The visitor shook his head, but did not deny W's statement.

“The two are not in conflict.

Bloodline, never changed. Darkness, deep-rooted.

Although I never cared, I couldn’t shake it. "

W sneered, seeming to be somewhat disdainful of the other party's words. She continued to stir the potato soup, turning them into a pot of paste, and asked:

"Well, even if you knew, what could you plan to do about it? It was a long time ago."

The visitor was very calm and did not care about W's provocation. He then gave the three people a reason that they could not refuse.

"I won't do anything, and I can't do anything.

But, a long time ago, I met Theresa. "

Hearing His Highness' name again from the other party's mouth, Hedley and Inès were a little surprised, and W even exclaimed.

Looking at the reactions of the few people, the visitor had expected this, so he continued.

"I understand your reaction. She has left traces on you. After all, you are also Sarkaz.

Be it muddy or bloody.

She is a hero, at least, she is admired as such. She is a great warrior and a rare monarch. "

Having said this, the visitor suddenly put one hand on his chest and made an ancient Sarkaz gesture.

"My flesh and blood are loyal to Ursus. My people are in self-exile, but I am a Sarkaz after all."

Seeing the other party's sincere look, the trio were moved. Hedley asked cautiously:

"So, what do you want to know?"

"I want to know what happened to her, Kazdel."

Having said that, he thought for a moment and emphasized the content again.

"I just want to know."

After the visitor finished speaking, the scene turned dark again.

Hellagur recalled the sincerity of the visitor. As a comrade-in-arms who had fought side by side and even shared life and death, he naturally recognized the other party's identity. He was the shield guard of Ursus, Bodracasti, also known as the Patriot.

This conversation revealed a lot of information, and the other party's personal information emerged in Herag's mind.

'Bodrocasti, a Wendigo from the Sarkaz branch, one of the Ten Kings, the leader of the Wendigo tribe, and the last pure-blooded Wendigo.

Tired of the Sarkaz civil war, he led his people to leave Theresa's army and go into self-exile until he was visited by the late king himself. After that, he joined the Ursus Empire. His people are still fighting against the evil demons invading from the northern border of Ursus.

He was known for his bravery and courage, and had many achievements in battle, but because of his race, he was unable to advance further after becoming a captain.'

But what Hellagur could not understand was why such a meritorious general of Ursus finally led a group of shield guards to leave Ursus, form a guerrilla force, wander on the tundra, and finally join the integration movement.

There are too many questions about Hellagur, but fortunately, the seventh chapter of the main line is about to come out. If the live broadcast preview is correct, the final boss is the Patriot.

I guess, just like Frost Star, there is a story unique to Patriots in this chapter, right?

After expressing his feelings, Hellagur chose to continue the story.

This time, the plot returns to the present time.

At this time, W was having a headache over the troubles caused by the change of rights of the Sarkaz mercenaries. Just when she was carefully studying which ones could be used and which ones could be left to Tallulah as toys, someone came to her.

Looking at the Reunion Movement team leader in front of him who obviously had bad intentions, W curled his lips in disdain.

"What do you want from me?"

"We hope the Sarkaz mercenary team can give an explanation."

The team leader slammed the table to increase his own momentum, but W remained unmoved.

Seeing that his bluff was not working, the team leader took out a piece of paper and counted the crimes on it.

"First, one of your troops defected, and the people who went to pursue them reported that you didn't give your all."

"Oh?"

"A few hours ago, another enemy infiltrated Chernobyl. It was also your fault."

"and then?"

"Plus, when we first captured Chernobyl, someone reported that you let him go—"

Before the team leader could finish his words, W interrupted him impatiently.

"Ah, okay, okay, I understand the customer's dissatisfaction, can you please say less?"

W walked across the table, came to the captain, patted him on the shoulder and helped him analyze the situation.

“Please remember that the relationship between us is just a ‘cooperative’ one, and I am now the leader of the Sarkaz mercenaries.

If I slam the table and get angry now, will Tallulah be happy?"

"this......"

The team leader hesitated for a moment, and W took advantage of the situation to pursue.

"Or is it that Patriots like you have the illusion that the Integration Movement is really good at war?

Oh, please! Don't make a mistake about who can bring you victory, okay? "