Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

White Wolf shook his head indifferently: "There is no basic trust between us. Give me a reason to continue listening to you before my patience is worn out."

"I can only guarantee it with my life. I don't carry any communication equipment, and I am an ordinary person with no force. You can execute me at any time for disrespecting the nobles."

White Wolf walked aside, looked at the distant skyline, and said calmly: "Stoger, I don't understand your motive. Are you trying to blackmail me? It is impossible to bring down a nobleman with just a few words from memory."

"I want to tell you some information." Stog smiled bitterly, "You will understand after reading this."

He rolled up his thick sleeves, revealing large yellow-brown crystals deep in the ground. In the dark corners, the luster of these crystals was strange, and if you looked carefully, you would find that they seemed to flicker.

Due to the long period of training in Rhodes Island, White Wolf's understanding of Ore Disease is probably second only to the doctors on this ship. She knows clearly that the abnormal brightness of the crystals means that the Ore Disease has reached its most advanced stage and may get out of control at any time. Such a person is a walking Originium bomb.

She really couldn't imagine how the other party had become the director of the Infected Patrol Department. If this news were to leak out, the empire would probably lose all its face.

Volume 5: Chapter 75: The Empire's Accomplices

White Wolf soon had new doubts. Since Stoeger was a severely infected person, how did he cover up his illness within the system of the Patrol?

The person in front of her seemed to have the ability to read her mind and guessed her thoughts.

Stog rolled up his sleeves and said with a complicated expression, "I am the most disciplined person in the patrol office. No matter what the weather is, I always wear my uniform meticulously. Of course, in order to hide my illness, this alone is far from enough. I also spent a lot of money on the black market to buy special drugs from Colombia and inhibitors from Rhode Island. I am smart enough and my style of doing things is completely in line with the identity of a patrol officer, so I can survive safely until today."

"But as you can see, the oripathy has developed to the point where it is incurable. I have also realized that I can only survive for less than a month with the help of inhibitors. I had planned to find a corner to die when that time came, but your arrival gave me other ideas."

"During the few days of observation at the institute, I found that you have always shown great interest in the infected. The way you look at them is different from that of other nobles. It is completely different. I have met many nobles and I am very sure of this. Now that I have confirmed what you have done, I have a guess. So, I came here today to tell you some news."

When she saw the Originium crystals on the other party, White Wolf restrained all her killing intent. After hearing these words, she nodded: "Your guess may be wrong, but I am willing to hear your news."

Stog's body trembled slightly, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. White Wolf then realized that the other party might not be sweating profusely in the sun. The pain of Originium disease itself was enough to make him covered in cold sweat.

White Wolf silently took a few steps to the right, and with two swords he shaved a piece of discarded wood in the corner, and whispered, "Sit down and talk."

"Thank you, thank you." Stog shook his head slowly, "I can't sit still anymore."

"Oh." White Wolf responded, looking down at the wooden stake with mixed feelings.

Stoeger continued, "In three days, the monthly infected patrol mission will begin again. This time is different from usual. A riot organization attacked the village in the south. I was assigned two tasks, infected patrol and handling riot organizations, so I have the right to take away more than half of the permanent soldiers in the city."

"I am very familiar with these soldiers. When the time comes, I will pick out all the elite among them. By then, there will only be inexperienced reserve troops and some soldiers who are greedy for comfort in the city. These people have poor obedience and weak combat effectiveness, and they pose almost no threat. The only ones I can't move are the garrisons near the research institute outside the city. Those people were personally appointed by the Earl, and only the Earl and his son can mobilize them."

"Don't worry that the Earl will investigate this matter later. The empire has long been riddled with holes. The Earl and his sons have been hiding their profit from the infected from the empire. They colluded with the military, secretly detained the infected who should have been handed over to the empire, and sold them at a high price after transformation. The Earl himself is a businessman, not a military noble. If his actions of colluding with the military are exposed, it will attract the attention of the emperor. Therefore, even if something happened in the mining area, they can only endure it. The reason why I know these things is because I am the one who connects the Earl with the military."

White Wolf was silent for a moment, then whispered: "I think I understand what you mean, but do you think I will do anything if you tell me these things? You have to know that I am now a noble of the empire."

Stog replied calmly: "I just think that if I tell you, there might be a little hope. I have dealt with many small-scale riots and gradually came up with some ideas. Those who are ignorant and rush forward to fight with only passion will never succeed. But if it is someone like you, and you lead them, maybe things will be different."

"I have to tell you that it's probably meaningless for you to come to me today. I may not do anything."

There was no disappointment on Stoeger's face. He seemed to be talking to himself: "It all depends on you. I will do it no matter what. The result is no longer important to me. When I lead the troops to the southernmost part, I will use the strictest order to let them stay there for three days, and then find a corner to end their lives. People will soon get the news that a stupid officer lost his footing in the mountains and forests and finally died in a corner unknown to anyone."

White Wolf sighed, "Do you have anything you want to leave behind? Like a message to your family or something."

When talking about his family, the usually calm Stoeger's face showed a mixture of tears and laughter. He was seized by an intense emotion and said excitedly and quickly: "My family has long severed ties with me. I am a lackey of the Empire and the devil that my hometown people fear the most. Miss Lovehild, don't forget that I am also the most ruthless officer of the Patrol Office. I am so cruel to the infected that no colleagues doubt me."

He suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and then slowly said in confusion: "When I set out on this road, the small village where I was born and raised closed its doors to me forever."

White Wolf looked at the tears in the Ursus man's eyes. She could feel the heavy pain and sadness. She was puzzled and asked softly, "Why did you choose this path?"

Stog stared blankly ahead, muttering, "I came here so that that little place could be peaceful forever. I sacrificed so many people just to make it better, better."

……

On the way back, Tallulah pondered for a long time, and finally asked: "White Wolf, what kind of person do you think he is?"

"A sinner who wants to atone for his sins."

"Can he atone for his sins?"

"He can find false comfort for himself, but the sins he committed can never be redeemed. He became a lackey of the empire for his hometown, and he has owed too much blood debt... But I think he may not care much. Alas, it is really difficult to judge such people. Xiaota, do you think a person should give up everything for something?"

"I don't know." Tallulah shook her head. She looked at the white wolf for a while, and suddenly said, "Maybe, there is this possibility."

"Don't ever have this idea. Nothing in this world is worth giving up everything for."

Tallulah thought of Miss White Wolf, covered in blood, standing in front of the inner guards for her, and suddenly smiled: "You are right."

"Well, let's go. Now is not the time to sigh. We need to make a new plan."

Volume V: Chapter 76 Humanitarianism

That night, White Wolf and Tallulah planned until the early hours of the morning before falling asleep one after another. Among the various plans they had drawn up, there were some common prerequisites, and the specific content would depend on the results of the trip to the research institute the next day.

The next morning, after breakfast, the two went to the Biological Reagent Research Institute outside Bratz again.

White Wolf behaved the same as usual, still walking with Serven with a smile on his face, listening to him explain things about the laboratory and the experiments on the infected.

This time, Tallulah stayed far behind the two of them, keeping her sight line up so that she could see them but not hear clearly what the other two were saying.

"What's wrong with Miss Yeka today?" Serven noticed the abnormality and asked pretending to be indifferent.

"Don't mention it. We had another argument yesterday. She is a stubborn person. She always follows the rules that the Marquis tells her."

Serven suppressed his joy and lowered his voice: "Even the personal guards are servants. Miss Hilde doesn't need to be angry with her."

"I don't want to get angry with her at all. She's the one who always annoys me." White Wolf complained and glanced back with his eyes slanted. He whispered, "Quick, quick, let's go faster and get rid of her."

"You don't have to do this." Serven persuaded hypocritically while quickening his pace to keep up with the White Wolf.

"hurry up."

Miss Hilde seemed to realize that there was indeed a chance to get rid of the people behind her, so she walked faster.

Serven suddenly realized that Hilde was heading towards a special area of ​​the research institute. In the past few days, he had been deliberately not taking her there.

His heart suddenly tightened and he wanted to speak up to stop the other person, but the next moment, he thought that this was the opportunity to be alone that he had been waiting for for a long time. Should he really give up?

Two thoughts were fighting in my mind.

"Hurry up, she'll catch up soon." Miss Hilde shouted in a low voice, panting slightly.

Serven raised his head and vaguely saw the lively swaying tail and the slender thighs half-covered by the tail. The throbbing desire instantly overwhelmed his only reason. He swallowed and followed closely.

The two men walked one after the other and came to a place full of large black iron houses. These iron houses were built neatly and squarely, with one located every ten meters. The iron houses were combined together to form a larger building matrix.

Miss White Wolf stopped at the right moment, touched her lips with her fingers, turned her head and asked, "Serven, what is this place? I have never been here before."

Serven felt a moment of regret in his heart, but the restlessness of his body and mind soon overwhelmed this regret, and another way of thinking prevailed: Hilde would be his own person sooner or later, so as long as the key information was concealed, it would not hurt to let the other party know this place in advance.

He tried his best to put on that flawless aristocratic smile and explained calmly, "I generally call this the infected concentration management camp. It integrates the two main functions of storing and destroying the infected."

White Wolf's ears moved slightly, and she vaguely heard the sound in the house. She nodded calmly and pointed to the nearest tin house: "Can I go in and take a look?"

"I don't recommend going in. There are very vicious infected people imprisoned in there. The people these scum hate the most are the nobles. They might hurt us."

"Oh, are all the people locked up in these rooms infected?"

"Of course not." Serven shuddered in his heart and quickly explained, "Miss Hilde is really joking. Most of these houses are used to store ore, and only a small part is used to hold infected slaves."

White Wolf said with a smile: "I understand, I understand. It's the same as my Ice Stone Mining Company. I also asked my subordinates to build this type of warehouse."

Serven wiped the nonexistent cold sweat. He really didn't dare to let the other party stay here for too long, lest he really saw something, so he suggested: "Miss Hilde, let's go to another place to have a look. There are a lot of chemical raw materials for mining stored in the warehouse. It's not convenient to stay here for too long."

The white wolf nodded obediently, sniffed the air again, frowned and responded: "I'll listen to you, the smell here is not good either."

"Then let's go back to the research..."

White Wolf did not agree. She stared at the Ursus man with wide eyes and complained, "But I don't want to go back yet. You said before that the destruction system here is very advanced and you promised to show me."

Serven took a deep breath. This innocent look would always arouse his desire, but each time it was in an inappropriate occasion. Before it was because of the surveillance of the servant Yeka, and now it was simply because the place was inappropriate.

He was now anxious to take Miss Hilde away from here and could not care about anything else for the time being.

There was no secret about the destruction facility, so he hurriedly agreed and led the way.

"Ms. Hilde, please follow me."

The two men left the storage area and walked along a straight cement road on the south side to the destruction center. Not long after they left, the lost personal guard Yeka came to the storage area looking for his master.

……

Miss White Wolf asked as she walked and looked. This area was the last piece of the puzzle on her blueprint. Whether it could be completed completely depended on today.

She climbed onto an iron platform and saw a silver-gray circular metal with a diameter of about 30 meters on the ground in front of her, with a white line in the center of the metal.

"What is that thing used for?"

"This is the concentrated destruction chamber for infected people." Serven pointed to the white line in the middle and said, "The positions along the line are openings and closings. After opening the destruction chamber and driving the infected people who need to be processed in, we only need to inject a special Originium active catalyst into the chamber through an instrument, and the infected people will gradually be melted by the heat of the Originium in their bodies."

"During the entire melting process, we can control the chamber to always be in an oxygen-free environment. The heat generated by the reaction can also promote the secondary reaction between the chemical components and the human body. Therefore, there will be no explosion. Everything is completed naturally."

"Ms. Hilde, I have always been disgusted by the brutal methods of other nobles. Now is a new era. Whether it is Colombia or Victoria, everyone is pursuing humanitarianism. I think our country should also seek to keep up with the world in this regard and pay more attention to dealing with the infected."

"Great idea, has Mr. Servin ever come to see the work of this facility in person?"

"Miss Hilde, are you testing me? I have always held myself to the standards of aristocracy. Of course I would not come here to watch the servants working hard."

Miss White Wolf smiled sincerely and praised sincerely, "Mr. Servin's character and insights are admirable. You are really different from others."

"Miss Hilde, you are too kind. I just did what a noble with a conscience should do."

Volume 5: Chapter 77 Victory?

After visiting the destruction equipment, White Wolf quickly turned the topic to the infected workers:

"Mr. Serven, I received news yesterday that the company urgently needs those infected workers to arrive. Are they not ready yet?"

Seeing Miss Hilde's tone, Serven felt it was inconvenient to drag it on, so he said easily: "Everything was ready yesterday, including the more than 100 skilled workers I sent you, a total of 294 people. When do you want them?"

"How about the day after tomorrow? I'll have the company prepare for the delivery in the next two days and send it over the day after tomorrow. The address is not far north of Koros City."

"No problem." Serven nodded and asked hurriedly, "Is Miss Hilde leaving the day after tomorrow?"

"No, I'm not in a hurry to leave. I finally came out for a stroll, and it would be boring to go back early."

Serven's eyes lit up: "That's right, there are many interesting places in Bratz. If Miss Hilde wants to go, I can be your tour guide."

"Thank you in advance." White Wolf smiled, and then asked casually, "By the way, I didn't bring anyone with me this time, so I'll leave the transportation safety to Mr. Serven the day after tomorrow. Alas, the infected organizations have been getting more and more troublesome recently."

Serven woke up suddenly, and he suddenly thought of a very important thing: the day after tomorrow, the infected patrol team in the city will be deployed on a large scale, and the overall security intensity will be greatly reduced. His father specifically told him to strengthen precautions at that time.

By then, due to the shortage of police force in the city, he could only mobilize soldiers near the research institute to escort Miss Hilde's infected slaves. In this case, wouldn't the research institute be equivalent to being undefended?

On the other hand, he had just promised the other party to deliver the infected person the day after tomorrow, so it would be unreasonable not to send an escort team.

How to choose?

Just as he was hesitating, Miss Hilde suddenly started talking to herself, apparently making arrangements for the future.

"The day after tomorrow morning, Mr. Serven's people will escort the infected slaves away openly, and Yeka will accompany them secretly. This way, if there is any emergency, both of us will know about it. Yeka is very capable and can help solve the problem directly. In the afternoon, they should be able to complete the delivery mission and rest in Koros City for one night and come back the next day."

"This is a good plan, Mr. Serven," Miss White Wolf asked happily.

"Yes." The Ursus man's eyes were filled with uncertainty and anxiety. "Miss Hilde, do you mean that your servant Yeka will also escort the infected slaves?"

White Wolf tilted his head in confusion: "Of course, I can't go on this kind of mission myself, why is Mr. Serven asking this?"

"Oh, I'm just a little worried about your safety."

"Thank you for your concern. Actually, it's nothing. Yeka has been with me for so long and I haven't encountered any assassins. Besides, if there is any danger, I still have your Earl's Mansion. I have nothing to worry about."

The light of excitement and greed was completely restrained. Serven lowered his head respectfully, trying to restrain the smile that wanted to be unbridled, and whispered: "I will definitely do my best to protect you."

"Don't be so formal. Let's just settle our plan."

"Of course, everything is as you wish, Miss Hilde."

At this point, Serven finally heard the bell of victory. In just two days, he would be able to make this elf-like Miss Rupert completely belong to him.

Thanks to getting the exact time from Miss Hilde, his original state of lust disappeared. In the following time, he perfectly maintained the image of a polite and aristocratic young man.

An hour later, the two saw Yeka with a frosty face next to the lounge in the institute. Serven and Miss Hilde smiled at each other in tacit understanding, and they all got on the luxury car for the return trip.

As if to confirm something, when getting in the car, Serven invited Hilde to sit with him in the back. Hilde agreed with a smile and asked Yeka to sit alone next to the driver on the spot.

……

After the few people parted, Serven found the person in charge of the military base and arranged for the escort assistance that would be needed in two days.

"Understood. I will arrange it as you said."

"Well, there is one thing you have to remember. Keep the news confidential and don't let my father know."