Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

"It's not complete." Hedley said awkwardly, "The enemy did not choose to fight us head-on, and most of them retreated to the core city. The core city is where the leader is personally commanding. She sent me to replace the injured King Slayer and search for Garson's whereabouts with Ines."

"Any clues?"

"There are no clues. It's very strange, as if he evaporated into thin air. Inès and I are familiar with his Originium skills and his methods of action, but no matter how hard we look, we can't find any traces of him."

"Can't find it?" W looked at Miss White Wolf, then tried to infer, "Garson should have only two purposes for entering the city. One is to cause damage, and the second is to go against us. So, he must be either on the front battlefield or in a place where civilians are harmed."

Hedley shook his head again: "There is no trace of the front battlefield, and the civilian victims have been checked as much as possible, and there is no trace of Garson's hand. I now suspect that Garson did nothing after entering the city."

W lowered his head and thought hard, trying to find an answer, but he couldn't think of anything. He pulled his hair in distress and looked at Miss White Wolf: "This is too strange, right? Could it be that he knew he was going to be hunted, so he deliberately hid?"

Miss White Wolf said softly, "No, Garson is someone who is not afraid of death since he was entrusted with such an important task by Tracy. Besides, there is no need for him to hide at this time. I am only worried that Tracy has arranged other tasks for him."

Ines, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up: "I think so too. Garson is not a low-key person. He has been silent for such a long time. He must be secretly planning something. We have to find him quickly. The problem is that we are not familiar with Che City. We have no idea how to find him now."

"Let me think about it." Miss White Wolf rubbed her temple thoughtfully and suddenly raised her head. "Have you tried to attack the city garrison?"

"City garrison? How can these be related?" Ines asked in confusion.

"We can give it a try. Although the garrison chose to cooperate with Garson, they can't trust these people 100%. They will definitely conduct necessary surveillance. Therefore, the garrison's command room may be able to find clues."

Miss White Wolf gestured to W, who immediately took out a map and spread it on the ground. Miss White Wolf half-knelt down and pointed to the surrounding areas of the core city with her finger.

"There are garrison sentry posts and corresponding temporary command rooms in different directions of the city. We should have taken down all those on the outside, right?"

"That's right." Hedley nodded and said, "Two outposts outside the core city and one outpost in the middle are currently under our control."

"The situation is urgent. When the enemy abandons the command room, they may not have time to destroy all the intelligence. We need to send professional electronic intelligence personnel to retrieve the things left in the command room, such as surveillance cameras, communication records, etc."

Ines' eyes lit up. "Good idea. I almost forgot about this. I'm sure Dr. Ross from the artillery unit can handle it."

"Dr. Ross?" Miss White Wolf was very surprised. She was worried that the Integration Movement could not provide such professional talents.

Seeing that White Wolf was curious, Miss W hurriedly explained, "It seems to be something. I'm an infected researcher from the Second Research Institute. I was exiled because I offended a noble. I was rescued by the leader halfway. Later, I stayed in the artillery unit and helped me adjust the weapons."

Miss White Wolf couldn't help but smile. The Integration Movement gave her more and more surprises, and she became more and more convinced that even without her, Xiaota was enough to lead the organization steadily.

Next, Inès and Hedley plan to investigate according to Miss White Wolf's plan, and White Wolf will also go to find the doctor with the people from Rhodes Island.

As they were about to part, Hedley could not help but ask W, "W, you kept saying that you must kill Garson yourself. Are you coming with us now?"

"Yes, that's right." Miss W looked away. "You, you guys go first. I have something else to do here. I'll come find you when I'm done."

Hedley glanced at Miss White Wolf, and without saying anything more, he handed a communicator to W:

"The organization has set up a temporary communication station in the city, and each team commander has distributed a communicator. You can take mine. I'll use one with Inès first."

"Thanks."

W took the communicator and put it in his pocket, looking nonchalant. He waited until Hedley and Inès walked away before turning his head and looking at their backs with a complicated expression.

She once again left the two of them alone.

Chapter 2023 A tragedy that will never happen again 12-29-12 00:02:

After resting, Amiya led the second action team and continued to move towards the control tower.

There are of course dangers on the road, but with the help of Miss White Wolf, these problems are easily resolved.

As the journey went on, they were getting further and further away from the front-line war zone, and the impact of the war on them was greatly reduced. They no longer needed to be on high alert all the time.

The operators of Rhodes Island relaxed and discussed topics related to the Doctor with each other while heading towards their destination. They also went to Amiya to gossip about the Doctor's past.

Miss W followed behind, listening to Amiya telling the story of the Doctor, and her thoughts unconsciously returned to the past. Both Amiya and the Doctor were people who had a special connection with Her Highness Theresa.

Back then, she was just a muddle-headed mercenary with no goals or future. She only knew how to fight and kill with Hedley and Inès every day, not caring at all whether she would die in an unknown corner.

Until that day, Her Highness Theresa appeared before her.

It was the first time she had seen such a person. From Theresa, she understood that life could be meaningful. Unconsciously, Her Highness Theresa gradually became the "meaning" she was looking for.

Theresa wanted to save the Sarkaz, so she left Hedley and Inès. Even though Hedley reached out to her, she still chose to leave and stayed in the Tower of Babel, staying with Theresa.

She couldn't leave Theresa anymore.

but.

Theresa is dead.

She thought it was just an ordinary mission, an ordinary action, but when she returned, she could only see the crying Amiya, the silent Doctor, and a figure lying in a pool of blood forever.

She couldn't forgive herself.

She had thought about this countless times: if she had not gone out to carry out the mission of the Tower of Babel that day, but had stayed closely by Theresa's side, would she have been able to find out Theresis' assassin, and Her Highness Theresa would not have died?

Whenever she thought of this, she felt heartbroken and blamed herself and felt regretful.

Why didn't I keep a close eye on Theresa at the beginning?

Why do you want to leave?

So this time.

She won't make the same mistake again.

She would keep an eye on Miss White Wolf and watch her all the time, from beginning to end, and she would never allow the same thing to happen a second time.

In fact, she was worried. No matter which Theresa it was, she seemed to possess both strength and fragility. She was extremely strong and extremely fragile, which gave her a sense of crisis that would disappear with the wind if she was not careful.

She would keep a close eye on her and protect her.

She suddenly saw her leave the group and go to the side street, and she felt anxious. Then she heard Amiya ordering everyone to stay where they were and wait for Miss White Wolf to conduct investigation.

She stepped forward without hesitation, told Amiya that she would also go to investigate, and then followed the direction Miss White Wolf left.

……

Miss White Wolf leaned against the gray wall, closed her eyes, and tried her best to suppress the dizziness. The bright red blood slid down her left wrist to her fingertips, splashing red blood on the ground.

She bit her lips tightly and panted softly, fighting against palpitations and fainting. When she felt better, she slowly stretched out her hands to welcome the warm sunshine.

Looking at the light in the palm of her hand, a faint, happy smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

She became more and more nostalgic for the sunshine.

She looked forward, her expression suddenly tense, nervous and confused.

Tallulah appeared in front of her at some point.

She hurriedly put her bloody left hand behind her back and asked in panic, "Xiaota, why are you here? Aren't you commanding the battle at the front line?"

Tallulah said nothing. She looked ahead and found that there was nothing in front of her. She could not see her little tower at all. There was nothing but the weeping gray city.

She was stunned for a moment, stretched out her hand, and touched the void where the small tower had just stood. Suddenly she laughed again, and transparent tears fell silently to the ground.

She wiped the blood off her wrist and patted her cheeks with both hands. She wanted to look more radiant.

The people of Rhodes Island were all injured, and Amiya was hit in the abdomen by a magic drone. She had been struggling to get here. Everyone regarded her as an elite operator and a pillar, so she absolutely could not appear to be sick.

This is her responsibility and obligation, and it is something she must do.

After all, she owed Rhodes Island too much.

Miss White Wolf has always been clear that although she is nominally a cooperative operator of Rhodes Island, what she actually gets from Rhodes Island cannot be summarized by the fair standards of cooperative operators.

Ms. Kal'tsit was helping her almost at all costs.

From personal medical support, to the establishment of Qingmiao Technology, the cooperation of Longmen Mafia, the medical manual of the Integrated Movement, the research data of Eyjafjalla, and the matchmaking of Bingshi...

What did she do for Rhode Island?

She did do something, but it was far less than what Rhodes Island had done for her. Now she had promised Kal'tsit that she would send the Doctor to him safely.

At least, she wanted to complete this last commission beautifully.

……

When Miss W found White Wolf, the latter had already adjusted his condition and was about to return to Amiya's team, but W still sensitively noticed that something was wrong.

Miss White Wolf doesn't look well.

It is normal to look bad after such intense exertion, but the opponent's condition seems to be a bit worse than before the reconnaissance.

Miss White Wolf asked in surprise: "W, why are you here?"

"I was bored, so I came out to investigate, and I just happened to run into you."

"I'm doing fine here, I don't see anything unusual, how's your situation?"

W noticed the other party's left hand that was deliberately behind her back: "I didn't see anything unusual, Miss White Wolf, what's wrong with your left hand?"

Miss White Wolf no longer tried to hide it, and said openly, "I accidentally scratched my wrist while investigating just now. It's okay, it's just a small wound, and the bleeding has stopped now."

Since Miss White Wolf said so, W did not say anything more, but her intuition told her that the other party's situation was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Along the way, Miss White Wolf had no idea how many times she had taken action. It was inevitable that she would be tired and injured. Now it was very likely that she was just holding on.

In fact, W really wanted to say to Miss White Wolf, "Don't take any action anymore. Let me handle everything." But she couldn't say it. She couldn't order Miss White Wolf for no reason, just like she couldn't order Her Highness Theresa.

She could only try her best and be fully alert. As long as she worked hard enough and could resolve the danger before Miss White Wolf, then Miss White Wolf would be safe.

She can do it.

She would keep an eye on her.

She will protect her.

Chapter 2023: End of the Road 12-30-12 00:03:

Viscount Wesker slapped the door hard and pushed open the door of the command room.

His face was pale, as if the blood had been drained out, and when he saw Count Kerky, he began to tremble all over like a sieve.

"My Lord Count."

Viscount Wesker's Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed his saliva tremblingly, and said in despair: "We are finished."

He handed a piece of paper to Kirk, then huddled in his chair as if his body was broken, covering his face with his hands, and remained silent in pain.

Count Kerke picked up the document and flipped through it silently:

'Duke Baikal and his followers collude with Kazdel'

'His Majesty the Emperor has signed a letter convening a military tribunal to try the case of the Duke of Baikal'

"Grand Duke Messefeld expressed his hope that the Third Army under the Duke of Baikal would surrender immediately."

'Arch Lord Faroun is assembling the Sixth Army'

"The Marquis Carolingian has provided valuable information, and His Majesty the Emperor commends him..."

The words "duke" and "emperor" in the intelligence book seemed distant and vague to Kirk, as if they did not really exist. Only when he saw the name of Marquis Carolingian did a chill run from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

He threw down the intelligence book and walked around the room as if nothing had happened. At this moment, he was quite confused.

How did we lose?

Isn't Qiecheng his chessboard?

Everyone is his chess piece. He has clearly calculated everything, so why did he still lose?

He silently recited the names he saw.

His Majesty the Emperor.

Duke of Baikal.

Duke of Masefield.

Duke of Farrow.

Carolingian Marquis.

As he thought about it, he suddenly burst into laughter.

He understood where the problem lay.

He had used all his skills to construct an exquisite chess game in Qie City, but in the face of overwhelming power, his entire chess game was just a chess piece.

Who had used his pawn? Most likely the Carolingian Marquis.

It's ridiculous.

It's ridiculous.