Shirin silently turned her head and looked in the direction of the third outpost, like a standing stone statue.
"You promised me."
She didn't turn around, and the others around her didn't dare to make a sound either, only watching in silence.
Mephistopheles did not follow; instead, he went alone in the opposite direction from the others, venturing deep into the mist.
However, in a serious setting, there are always some unserious people who will try to ruin the atmosphere.
That's the kind of person Anthony is.
While everyone else remained silent, Anthony, now free, looked around and finally found someone who would pay attention to him. He nudged Andrew with his elbow and whispered:
("Hey, what exactly did Mephisto say to get the alchemist to agree?")
The alchemist's tough attitude just now didn't seem like the kind of woman who would back down, but in the end she still went with them towards the base and let Mephisto leave.
("Honestly, I'm really curious! What do you think?")
Andrew: "…………"
To be honest, Anthony was really curious about what Mephisto had done, and... envious.
Yes, I'm just envious.
I'd love to know how to make a woman obedient!
Master Mephisto, please teach me!
Despite having a long history with women, Anthony had no doubts about the relationship between the alchemist and Mephisto from the very beginning.
From the way the alchemist looked at Mephistopheles, Anthony could tell just how close the relationship between the two was, and he didn't think that an outsider like himself could interfere.
Not to mention, Anthony himself has absolutely no interest in married women.
I have absolutely no sexual interest!
I, Anthony, love young girls more than anything in this life!
No type restrictions!
No age limit!
But I have never been interested in other men's wives; I am not a lecher!
Although his insistence on his own beliefs was meaningless in the eyes of many like-minded people, he didn't care and didn't even bother to explain it to them.
"True geniuses are often misunderstood by others."
Andrew, who was approached by Anthony for a chat, listened silently to what Anthony was saying, but only nodded mechanically in response.
By the way, the best app for reading aloud right now is Yeguo Reading (yeguoyuedu). Install the latest version.
Andrew wasn't actually listening.
Andrew didn't want to deal with that guy who was thinking who-knows-what; he didn't have the experience.
Aside from being concerned about his surroundings, he devoted the remaining 90% of his energy to another aspect: he kept silently watching Eberron walking beside him.
Of everyone, apart from the wounded who were unable to speak, Eberlen was the most silent.
The scribe who was once so spirited and dared to argue with the Duke of Hanci to prevent the soldiers from sacrificing themselves in vain is now more like a walking corpse that could collapse at any moment.
"…………"
Watching silently, Andrew was very worried about Eberron's condition, but with Mephisto's fate now unknown, he couldn't stop to comfort him.
Even though Eberron did hold a special place in Andrew's heart, he couldn't simply ignore the danger his friend was in.
Andrew can't do it.
In the end, Andrew could only hope that Eberron could overcome it on his own.
Needless to say, she should have known the truth behind all of this long ago.
"This... is a baptism she must go through."
This is the path she must take.
If she pulls through, she will no longer be a "commander" who only sits in the command room issuing orders.
What if Eberron hadn't made it through?
Then give up as soon as possible and honestly leave this battlefield filled with the stench of blood and decay.
The world of the awakened does not welcome children who only dream.
This is the bloodbath zone.
It is the place where the deep-seated hatred between humans and supernatural beings over thousands of years has erupted.
This is a battlefield.
A battlefield where etiquette and rules are disregarded, where only the battlefield matters, where life and death are at stake.
This is a war for the survival of our race.
War is never a child's game, and it has never welcomed those who only live in fantasy.
Yes, victory brings unparalleled glory and the admiration of thousands.
But behind the glory lies only sorrow.
One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand.
Eberlen lowered his head, all his former aristocratic elegance and confidence vanished, leaving only deep confusion.
The worldview that has been built up over the past two decades is gradually collapsing.
Since following the orders of Duke Hanci to join this special team, things have turned out to be completely different from what she had imagined.
I didn't become a burden to be protected by everyone, because I simply didn't have that opportunity.
Contrary to the cautiousness described in most combat reports, they advanced rapidly and without pause.
However, they did not advance deep into the heart of the territory with overwhelming force, nor did they clash with the armies of the extraordinary creatures.
All that could be seen was death everywhere.
Most of those deaths were among the enemy's, but a significant portion were among our own.
That was the death of a fellow countryman.
Filthy blood, rotting corpses, decaying bones... the list goes on and on.
Die! ...
The deeper one goes, the more shocking the deaths become.
This is only what she can see; how many deaths are happening beyond her sight?
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
