The various things of his previous life shook in front of Roy's eyes again. The pen "Fun" pavilion www.biquge.info floating light, confusing.

Roy tried to stand up, but suddenly lost weight. Luckily, a solid arm appeared behind her to keep her from falling on her back.

Darren helped Roy and carefully sat her down, glancing at the ankle she had just broken. Feet shouldn't be a big deal. But her spirit is not necessarily. "Do you need me to call a doctor?"

Roy waved his hand tiredly. “…… It's just a little anxious. Can you take a break for a while? ”

Darren gave Roy a deep look, nodded yes, and turned to the clerk.

Some guests noticed Roy's side. But the clerk next to them looked as usual, and no one thought much about it. It seems like business as usual in Kodo. But if you look closely, you will find that fewer and fewer customers are entering the store, more and more customers are leaving the store contentedly, and the busy store is becoming more and more deserted.

While the employees of Codo were closing the store little by little, Roy sat there and took a break.

Memories were still surging through her mind. Like a living bug, rampage inside the fruit. Roy gasped and cautiously dived into the time of his past life, recalling as many details as he could.

That's right. About Tom? Details of Refebble.

Also about Evan? The details of Garrett's most relied on deputy during his time as a rebel.

In his previous life, having completed another mission to deliver food, grass and ammunition, Roy and his crew returned to the rear camp to enjoy their lives before heading to the front line under heavy artillery fire again.

But they are rebels without roots, and even in the rear, they are dangerous and boring. All people can do is get together to drink and make boring jokes.

Inside the tattered starship made of iron sheets, the air is filled with the smell of alcohol and sweat, and the boiling voices are blood-pumping. Inferior drinks are better than never stopping, and the flying spittle stars are showers after showers. Tasteless laughed and bent over.

A celebration of having survived today is no different from a hundred or a thousand times before. But somehow, the joke turned on the high-ranking members of the rebels.

Everyone would never dare to talk nonsense to Evan . Chatting and chatting, the second-in-command below Evan has become everyone's ultimate goal.

They talked about the intelligence officer. His origins are as puzzling as the reasons why their leader betrayed his father and lord. The word "airborne" couldn't have been more appropriate for him. By the time such a person was discovered, he had already formed a close alliance with Evan, gathering intelligence for him, carrying out precise and crucial assassinations within the Empire, and even gaining access to intelligence within the Federation. You must know that the Federation at that time was basically occupied by the Zerg, and there may still be many living people in it, but more of them only survived as the food of the Zerg, and the human world knew almost nothing about what was happening on the Federation's large and small planets. But he can spy on one or two.

No one knows how he did it. Evan is a hard iceberg, he is a cloud of silence. Although these loyal soldiers accepted his presence without hesitation, just as they followed Evan without hesitation? Gatler is caught between the Zerg and his fellow humans. But it's not fun. Under the influence of alcohol and atmosphere, the soldiers who were punching and drinking put their hands on their shoulders and began to argue loudly about the identity and background of the intelligence officer. Most of it is nonsense.

So how did she get involved?

Roy slapped his forehead with the base of his palm. Well...... She was drinking with the people at the next table when someone called her out for the Tom intelligence officer she didn't know before. Because this intelligence officer is a Federalist, just like her. And his federal origins are the only personal information he has made public other than his name Tom.

Honestly, the name doesn't match him at all.

Roy seemed to hear the regretful boos of the soldiers again, and the wine glass was stretched out in front of him. Roy remembers smirking and slapping away their hands as they reached for the keg beside her. The barrel was hers, and it was going to be added somewhere else.

A soldier jumped onto the table beside her. "You don't have to pester Captain Luo there. I have top-secret information here. ”

Everyone cheered together. Some of the female soldiers were screaming, fearing that the drunken soldier would fall headlong and break his neck. They had just finished a space funeral two months ago.

The soldier was very happy. Roy remembers that smiling face. In the next fight, his teammates only retrieved a piece of his forehead, and the socket of his right eye attached below. "I know......" he said, putting his forefinger to his lips, "I know what the intelligence officer's last name is." ”

He sold it well for a while, causing his grumpy companions to climb the table and beat him, before he slowly explained that he had overheard his conversation with the intelligence officer while he was delivering food to the chief. "Listen up! Our intelligence officer's name is ...... Lebier! ”

There was silence for a moment.

And then it exploded.

Everyone was laughing. Lebir? How could it be! There is no such surname at all, okay!

"Hey, our intelligence officer's name is corny enough, and you still want him to go by the last name Bill. You're just drooling over the little nurse in our infirmary, and you want to do something smart, okay? ”

This is the mainstream reaction of everyone.

Roy shook his head, ignoring the flushed face and desperately explaining that he didn't mean to discredit the little nurse's dream girl, but the poor soldier, who had no one to listen to at all, poured bitter liquor into his stomach.

After that, battles, blood, and death washed away the fleeting pleasure. Roy thought he had forgotten about it. It wasn't until she had almost nothing to do with the replacement of Evan's assistant that she remembered the seemingly insignificant detail.

Could it be that the soldier didn't hear clearly, or drank too much of his big tongue, or maybe it was both?

In the Federation, there is only one surname similar to Lebile.

Roy vigorously recalled the appearance of the intelligence officer. The melancholy substantiated into a pale complexion, long soothing hair like seaweed, and a collar that stood on end forever and covered half of his cheeks. Unlike Evan, he loves to laugh, and that smile can lead to the heartbreak of a young girl with a spring. A slender and low voice, as if he was going to fall at any moment. But underneath this fragile appearance, there is a more ruthless heart and means than Ivan.

Such a person is enough to serve as Ivan's right and left hand.

However, was he really the one who was killed by his father?

Ivan's right-hand man in the rebels was slaughtered by her father before she met Evan?

(To be continued.) )