Jason looked at Cortana, who was looking down shyly, and couldn't help frowning.

What is this for?

Jason, who just wanted to make his plan safer, didn't understand why Cortana had such a strange expression at this time.

"I just made some discoveries!"

Jason pointed to the corpse at his feet, and without waiting for Cortana to speak, he said directly: "In Larson's body, there is a parasitism of the Sabi people, in a soul-like way. ”

"Parasitism?"

"You're saying Larsen didn't betray humanity?"

Cortana stared at Jason, a look on her face that changed.

This news is just too important.

Know that 'betrayal' and 'parasitism' are two different concepts.

Even, so to speak, affected the entire coalition army.

A group of traitors who have blended into the ranks is unacceptable to anyone.

And people who are parasitic and controlled, although they are equally uncomfortable, are not unacceptable.

After all, they can't help themselves.

"Well, it must have been an unknown attack on them, and then, this happened."

Jason said with certainty.

"I'll report it right away."

Cortana said as she sent messages again on the microcomputer she had with her.

Delbon, on the other hand, looked at Jason with admiration.

That's amazing!

With just one piece of news, it won the favor of the three major organizations of 'Unyielding Copper', 'Wind of Gold' and 'Immortal Diamond'.

Especially the 'Unyielding Copper', a group of dead brains inside who are glorious for life, after getting this news, they will definitely breathe a sigh of relief, and then? Naturally, I was grateful to Jason.

With such gratitude, if Jason holds an auction, 'Copper Unyielding' will definitely help!"

With the 'unyielding copper', even if there are some 'mysterious people' who want to come hard, they will carefully consider whether it is worth it.

A lone wanderer and a lone wanderer backed by a huge force are two different concepts!

Hiss!

Delbon, who thought he had understood Jason's layout, gasped.

He looked at Jason with an overwhelmed look of admiration.

Is this the ancient species?

Learned!

However, there is one more point that Delbon needs to confirm.

"Is everything you say true?"

Delbon approached Jason and asked cautiously.

The biggest concern of this member of the 'Clock Tower' stationed in the 'Extraterrestrial Investigation Bureau' is that all of this is Jason's empty gloves white wolf.

If it was a white wolf with empty gloves, even if there was a great interest in it, he would have withdrawn.

He's not alone.

He was born in the 'Clock Tower'.

He didn't want to get into trouble with the 'clock tower' and his teachers.

"Of course."

Jason replied in the affirmative.

Suddenly, Derbon breathed a sigh of relief, and that habitual smile appeared on his face again.

"Excellency Jason, I'll take care of everything."

"Guaranteed to your satisfaction."

As he spoke, Derbon stepped aside and drew his quill once more to write.

Jason ignored the habitual 'cat hole' expatriate who made up his brain, and he wondered if his plan was missing.

And while Jason was thinking, what happened here had spread through Cortana and Delbon.

……

Somewhere, 300 meters underground, in a huge building complex, people shuttle.

Heavily armed soldiers abound.

Special armored vehicles and warplanes are being transported in an orderly manner.

A warship more than 5,000 meters long is in full swing to be completed.

Lieutenant General Rael. Funo stood at the console, looking down at the battleship that had been named the Kirin.

In February, the unfinished Kirin went to the moon to assist in defense, and it was not until last month, when the war slowed down a bit, that it returned to the ground to complete the unfinished part completely.

It's not just the charge adjustment of the main gun, but also the number of secondary guns.

In fact, in February, the Kirin was basically acting as a transport ship, except for the main guns.

And this time, it will certainly be able to act as a capital ship in the true sense of the word.

Kill those minions!

And those bastards!

He would betray his own race!

The face was already full of wrinkles, and at this time, with indescribable anger.

This veteran general with a military career of more than 30 years, he is not afraid of the strength of the enemy, but he cannot tolerate the existence of traitors.

In my mind, bloody orders are emerging.

Drops!

A microcomputer on his wrist sounded.

The old general glanced at it, and the anger on his face immediately disappeared.

"'Parasitized'?"

"Sabi's crumbs again?"

“XXXXX！”

In a series of curses, the old general's gaze gradually locked on the name in the document: Jason.

This is the fourth time he has seen the name today.

The first time was a battle with Edward's cowardly waste.

The second time was to start provoking the Sabi people.

The third time, that is, before Cortana sent Jason to find the parasitic and controlled Larsson in advance.

Fourth, it's now!

The appearance of four consecutive appearances in a short period of time made the old general firmly remember the name.

And, when it first appeared, it was enough to be impressed.

For Edward's waste, the old general can't wait to crush the other party's eggs, because Edward has nothing to keep and take, and after hearing about the invasion of the Sabi people, he is as timid as a mouse and sells his property, hoping to use mysterious power to protect his own guy, and he really doesn't deserve to be called a man at all.

If it weren't for the tight front, he would have shot that bastard with one shot.

After that, Jason's performance made the veteran general feel even more satisfied.

Whether it's a provocation by hanging the corpses of the Sabites, or discovering a hidden Larson.

And now?

The veteran general began to pull up Jason's profile.

This information is very comprehensive, and there are photos, a photo of his usual life, a photo of Jason wearing an ice hockey mask and holding a short-handled broad-bladed machete, and under the latter photo, it is clearly marked that Jason is a writer, and he is used to wearing a mask and holding a machete to inspire himself.

Even this old general couldn't help but be stunned when he saw such a mark.

Then, he pouted.

Are you kidding?

How can such a guy be a writer?

Still wearing a mask, holding a machete, and inspiring?

Ghosts don't believe it!

But......

"Have you mastered the secret technique that can determine the parasitism and control of the Sabi people?"

"Interesting."

The old general thought for about two seconds before a playful smile appeared on his face.

The next moment, the veteran general gave Cortana a temporary permission in his own name.

This permission has only one purpose: it can be exchanged for a flask for merit.

It's called –

Sparta!

……

'Copper Unyielding' maintains a 200-year heritage and tradition.

They do not reject prosperity, but they are hard and simple.

They are not afraid of life and death, but they cherish the weak.

Because, they are also raised by the weak.

From the original 'Sword of Order', 'Shield of Protection', and 'Hand of War', the 'Unyielding Copper' has attracted a considerable number of people on the 'Mysterious Side' by relying on this tradition, and after two hundred years of inheritance, the first three organizations have already become thirty-three organizations, and the thirty organizations that have joined later have made 'Unyielding Copper' the organization with the largest number of people on the 'Mysterious Side'.

Hidden in a 'barracks' in 'Cherry City'.

Vince explained everything to his instructor in detail.

"Did Larson give up his honor?"

This stout old man stood there like a bear, and his expression was indescribably gloomy.

As an instructor at the Cherry City Barracks, like Vince, Larson was taught by him.

Although Larson does not have the talent of Vince, Larson is extremely hardworking, which makes him look forward to Larsson, and he wants to see Larson become a real fighter.

Who knows, it will be a betrayal.

Did I cause this?

The old man, who was as strong as a bear, began to reflect on himself.

Looking at the silent instructor, Vince and the people around him fell silent.

They're also thinking about why this is happening.

Larson, their former comrade-in-arms.

You can give your back to your comrades on the other side.

Why betrayal?

If it weren't for the exact news that came, and Vince's account, they wouldn't have believed anything.

Just when these warriors were in mixed moods, the old man, who was as strong as a bear, trembled at his waist, and a horn was held in the old man's hand, and then a voice came out—

"Lord Jason confirms that Larson is parasitic and controlled, and the betrayal is not intentional!"

The voice was short, short.

However, the warriors and knights who had just been silent all looked at the instructor with joy.

"Larson didn't betray!"

"To death, he's fighting!"

The bear-like old man let out a long sigh, then stood up and walked out.

"Reachable Instructor?"

Vince and the others were stunned.

"It was that Lord Jason who helped Larsson regain his honor."

"As Larson's instructor, I have to thank him."

The old instructor said very formally.

The young warriors and knights present nodded their heads.

Warriors, can die.

However, honor must not be forgotten.

Honor above all else.

"Instructor, please convey our gratitude!"

Vince said on behalf of the young warriors and knights.

They didn't ask to go with them, because they now had a more important goal: to kill more Sabi people, for the sake of their dead comrades!

"Good!"

"Before I come back, everyone swings their swords 1,000 times!"

After the old instructor finished speaking, he turned to leave.

Vince and the other young men drew their long swords seriously and began to swing their swords.

"Swing the sword 2,000 times!"

"1000 times is the instructor's task!"

"And 1,000 more...... See Larsen off! ”

"See Larsen off!"

Everyone shouted together, and then, in this large space that was declared to be a gymnasium, a group of young people began to swing their swords again and again.

They sweat it.

Their gaze is resolute.

Again and again.

Except for the sound of waving swords, only the sound of sweat falling to the ground.

Same as before.

It hasn't changed for two hundred years.

……

In the lavish manor, several well-dressed people, wearing hoods, or with rough faces, gathered.

Not far from them, some strange-looking 'people' whispered.

They have both diminutive green-skinned monsters.

There is also a clear gum covered in mucus.

There are also bull-faced monsters with horns on their heads and huge sizes.

However, the most interesting thing is that several ladies sitting on hanging brooms, wearing high pointed hats, are smiling and watching everything that happens below.

"Count Seedir, can you explain why 'Isaas' would attack my disciple?"

A man wearing a hood and unable to see his face clearly asked grimly.

"I'll find a way to heal your disciple."

The well-dressed Earl of Seedil, with his handsome countenance, gave an affirmative answer.

"Do you want to be like a living corpse like you?"

The hooded man didn't speak, and a man with a rough face sneered.

"What are you talking about, smelly dog?"

A young man beside Count Seedil rebuked angrily.

"Flying rats, are you looking for death?"

The people with rough faces stood in a row, breathing rapidly one by one, and their hair began to grow.

The well-dressed 'people' on the opposite side also showed no weakness, with sharp teeth and claws, and scarlet eyes.

The man in the hood who had questioned him before stepped back in unison with the people around him, making room for both sides.

Fighting between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out.

"Wait."

A crisp voice came from overhead.

"Jennifer, what are you doing? You're going to help these flying mice? ”

The rough-faced leader looked up at a lady sitting on a broom.

"Nosa, I won't allow you to insult Ms. Jennifer."

Count Seedil frowned, and his voice became cold.

However, when he turned his head to look at the lady, the tenderness in his eyes was like water.

"Jennifer, what's going on?"

Seedil asked softly.

"Don't look at me with that disgusting look."

The lady waved her hand in disgust.

"Sorry, Jennifer, I can't help myself ......"

Before Sidil could finish speaking, the lady raised her hand and pointed.

Bang!

Smoke came out, and Sidir, who had been well-dressed before, suddenly turned into a sheep.

"Baa

With a burst of sheep crowing, Sidil circled in circles.

Crash!

The rough men who had been gathered together immediately retreated, a distance of more than ten meters, and their faces were full of fear.

Ancestor Mutu is above!

They would rather face the interspersing of silverware than become sheep!

Jennifer glanced down, she was happy with the scene.

Then, she began to speak slowly.

"The news has just come that an ancient species called 'Jason' has discovered that those so-called traitors are parasitic and controlled by the Sabi people, and he has a way to distinguish them."

"Whose descendant is this 'Jason'?"

Jennifer asked.

In the hall, these beings were humanoid or humanoid or non-human beings looking at each other.

They can be sure that none of their descendants are called 'Jason'.

"Could it be a member of the 'Immortal Diamond'?"

Someone said.

Immortal diamonds!

Hearing this name, the people present more or less showed a hint of strangeness.

Even Jennifer is no exception.

After frowning slightly, she directly lifted the broom, and the whole person flew out of the skylight of the hall.

The ladies around followed suit.

The rest of the people also dispersed in a hurry.

The man in his hood, who wanted to seek justice from Count Seedier, made a grim voice as he walked.

"Move Isaac's body to my lab, I'm going to study it."

"Yes, Mentor."

The people around should be at the same time.

Eventually, the whole hall was left with the well-dressed people looking at Count Siddil, who had turned into sheep.

These 'people' looked at each other.

"We're just going to wait?"

"Do you want to intercede with Lord Jennifer?"

"Nope! No, no! ”

The person who spoke up waved his hand again and again, and then, pointing to the 'sheep' beside him, said, "I mean, temporarily tie him up, or lock him there, and wait until the mana subsides, otherwise, he will destroy the ......."

"Oh, Sidhir, shut up, this is my hundred-year-old carpet, this can't be eaten!"

"Ahh Bastard, how did he pull! ”

In the luxurious hall, the well-dressed 'people' let out a burst of screams in shock.

In a sense, for these special beings, I am afraid that this is one of the hells.

Some people rejoice, some people are sad.

Jason straightened his shirt at the moment, and he sat cross-legged on the roof of the cold storage car, with a small table in front of him, and on the table was a dinner plate with a short sword in it.

The tables and plates are prepared in advance.

Jason didn't think he needed it.

But I didn't expect that there would be a gain.

Jason looked at the dagger that he traded with Vince.

He first stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Spicy.

It's also a little numb.

However, it is very fragrant.

There is a taste that the spicier it is, the more fragrant it is.

Unable to help it, Jason opened his mouth and bit the tip of the sword.

Crunch!

Collapse!

The tip of the sword was bitten off directly by Jason.

Crisp!

It's not that crisp, but it's chewy, and with that spicy taste, Jason can't help but take another bite.

And this time, he confirmed!

Spicy tripe!

Crunchy.

Jason chewed heavily, and quickly ate the short sword in his hand along with the hilt.

[Devour the Flame Shortsword!] 】

[Stamina, energy, and injuries have been greatly recovered!] 】

Satiety +26

[Satiety: 331]

……

Looking at the satiety that had increased again, Jason couldn't help but show his talent.

But, right away, he couldn't help it.

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

"I'll still have a reward!"

Jason advised himself like this, and then, with his hands and feet, he began to put away the small table and plates, and put them into the bag beside him, and he could already hear Cortana coming over.

The next moment, Konata climbed up from one side.

"Jason!"

"Your merit has been converted to 965 points."

Cortana's face was full of joy.

"965 points?"

"Well, 965 points."

"It's 15 points for a Sabi scout, 300 points for that assaulter, and 500 points for reporting that the Sabi people have parasitic and controlled intelligence."

"And, Lieutenant General Rael. Funo also gave me access to temporarily exchange for a 'Spartan' flask. ”

"This is a potion jointly produced by the 'Extraterrestrial Investigation Bureau' and the 'Mystic Side', which can make people stronger and faster, and is only open to soldiers with special merits."

Cortana explained.

"How much merit does it take?"

"Does it have side effects?"

Jason's eyes widened and he asked directly.

For this kind of potion that can increase its own attributes, Jason is quite favored but cautious.

At the same time, the level of the 'mysterious side' of the world in front of him has been raised again.

This was the first time he had come into contact with a stat-enhancing potion other than in 'Lorde'.

"600 points."

"It is understood that there are no side effects except for the pain that needs to be endured when the injections are removed."

After Cortana answered, she showed Jason a copy of the exchange information in her hand.

It is densely written with redemption items.

Except for the 'Spartan' potion at the top.

There are a variety of weapon items underneath, and they are very varied.

"Exchange for 'Spartan' flasks."

"What can I exchange for the remaining 365 points?"

"Do you have any suggestions?"

Jason answered in the affirmative, then glanced at the list several times before asking.

There are thousands of exchange items in front of him, and it is too much waste of time for him to flip through them alone, and there happens to be a person next to him who understands the exchange items and acts friendly, so Jason naturally will not let it go.

"I'm suggesting that Jason you can exchange it for a set of Thorhammer standard armor, which costs 350 points."

"As for the remaining 15 points, I suggest Jason you exchange them for military ranks."

"Redeem your rank?"

Jason looked at Cortana in surprise.

"Yes."

"The 'Spartan' potion can be injected multiple times!"

"Although normal people can only accept it once, strong people can do it twice, or even more, and I believe that with Jason's physical fitness, it can be at least three times."

"And exchanging the 'Spartan' potion again requires an official military rank."

Cortana explained earnestly.

And Jason reacted immediately, that Rael. Why did Lieutenant General Funo give Cortana temporary clearance?

The other party was sure that after he was injected with the 'Spartan' potion, he would want to inject a second one.

Because, that kind of fast and powerful way is unavoidable!

The same goes for Jason.

Even, Jason is even more thirsty for strong strength.

But he kept refraining.

It's the same as restraining your appetite.

He didn't want to be turned into some machine that only knew how to kill because of his blind pursuit of 'power'.

In the City That Never Sleeps, he had seen and heard several similar examples.

He didn't want to join and be one of them.

Because, he can be sure that he will no longer be him at that time.

Blindness, arrogance, and arrogance will completely distort him.

And the end result?

There is no place to die!

However, the situation is a little different.

That Rael. What Lieutenant General Funo wants is nothing more than to win him over, so that he can discern who in the army is parasitized and controlled by the Sabi people, and no matter how much, that is, to resist the invasion of the Sabi people, pull in a combat force.

Jason thought for a moment, thinking that he could afford such an outcome, and then nodded.

"Okay."

Jason replied.

"Great!"

"Jason, we can work together!"

Cortana's face jumped when she heard Jason's affirmative answer, and the feeling of joy could not be hidden.

Then, taking a deep breath, calming her emotions, and in the most formal tone possible, the lady continued: "The rank that can be exchanged for 15 points is ......"

"Master Chief!"

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