It was late at night.

The revelers dispersed to rest, but a few people hung out outside the camp. Some are preparing for supper for themselves, some are maintaining weapons, and some are bragging about their glorious past to newcomers, forgetting the time.

Martha, though, is different from all of them. In this moonlight, she thought of the young man's eyes, and suddenly felt extremely strange.

Since the boy came to the regiment, he has been the person who has teamed up with him the most besides the captain. Of course, in fact, the captain prefers to rush to the front alone and work alone, so this so-called team only exists in name only.

The teenager is sometimes indifferent, sometimes considerate, sometimes he can make jokes, with that childish but beautiful face, if he is a few years older, I am afraid that he will be a heartthrob who can fascinate many girls.

But the problem is that this time, there is only one meaning in the young man's eyes - warning.

That undisguised attitude naturally aroused the doubts of many members of the regiment, including the head of the regiment. However, after repeated questioning, the teenager only repeated "dangerous" without giving any specific reason.

If it weren't for the fact that he has won everyone's trust in the past six months, this kind of similar vexatious behavior may have become the target of public criticism.

In the end, most of the people agreed to the regiment commander's proposal and took on the task - the pay is good, and they can also give themselves a chance to become famous, who wouldn't want to?

Although the prime minister is a big official, he has no martial arts cultivation, and there is no extraordinary powerhouse around him, how can he be able to stop it in the face of a complete chasper formation with a reasonable configuration and structure?

Get you back? Shouldn't that kind of thing be directed at the mastermind behind the scenes, and what assassin is busy making trouble for the assassins and not trying to find out who is behind the scenes?

The elites of Erlengem are already excitedly looking forward to the new mission that is coming.

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After a few days of rest and a careful battle plan, the regimental commander Vulcan set off with two elite squads. There were 9 men in each of the two squads, all of whom were well-equipped elites with at least a dozen combat experiences. The rest of the team members basically left the base camp and went to the stronghold near the target location to ambush, ready to respond at any time, and was responsible for the detection of surrounding intelligence.

The head of the regiment, Volcan, and Heiliga had several more private conversations, but to no avail, so everyone was prepared that the boy would not go with him this time. After all, nominally, the teenager is only a helper, not a member of the group, and there is no need to obey the orders of the group. Therefore, it is inevitable that everyone will be a little surprised when they find that Helriga is carrying a knife and a strange package that looks like it is full of bottles and cans when it shakes and clanks.

Some are puzzled, some are surprised, and some extroverted do-gooders have already put on some smiles similar to "the conspiracy succeeded", and eighty percent thought that the teenager was finally moved.

Heiliga ignored any of them, and walked to the place he had been in the line with Volcan's playful smile.

It's just that no one heard it except Volcan, and the whisper he whispered made Volcan's color change.

The words of the sentence read, "I just can't bear to see you fail too badly." ”

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Why did he leave the righteous practice and come to the dark side of this continent?

Hunters, gangsters, terrorists.

Killing, death, blood.

Why do you want to be so eager for these things that countless people are afraid to avoid, and many people will leave a lifelong psychological shadow once they experience them?

No, it can't be said that you are longing, but that "that being" in your heart is longing.

Ever since Crossbell's adventure in the woods, his strange powers have begun to awaken. At first, the flames released by oneself were only capable of scorching a few pieces of wood, but later they could easily burn several pieces of scorched earth; His ability to heal only minor wounds outside the skin began to rival the secret medicine of the Church; A large number of unknown words and languages popped up in my head, and strange and familiar pictures and characters emerged. He even "remembered" how some special drugs were made, which had never been taught or used by anyone.

As these powers strengthened, new abilities gradually awakened, and his original personality and way of thinking were unconsciously affected. I became a little ruthless.

Even, enjoying the battlefield, enjoying the battle, enjoying the inexplicable pleasure.

It's not normal, it's not normal.

However, if you dare not accept it, you will not be able to overcome it. Realizing this, Helliga plunges herself into the darkness, trying to find the truth without losing herself.

I have understood the expectations of my relatives, friends, and teachers, and I will never get lost in this darkness.

It's just that although I have always tried to maintain a calm and calm mind, I have not yet discovered the secret of this power.

Is it that you haven't done enough on your own? Or is there a mistake in the method?

What the? Or is it an assault mission? Fortunately, so that no one dies in the mission, I ......

What the? Osborne? That "Iron Prime Minister"?

No, no. Although that person is a political star who has suddenly appeared in recent years, he has long gathered a strong network in the regular army, and now he has the backing of the emperor to start a political game with the aristocratic faction.

The stories of this man have always been circulated in the aristocratic circles of the Empire, and almost everyone does not mean to underestimate him, whether it is the steward of the local lord or the powerful nobles.

The attacker personally? Too dangerous, too unwise.

But how do you interpret this information? They are not members of the Empire, and they have not participated in the political struggles of the Empire, they will not understand......

Although I haven't seen it myself, this kind of danger signal, or sharp intuition...... No, I have to do something.

Alas, it cannot be stopped, they have made up their minds. In that case, I can only reluctantly accompany and see if I can help secretly.

Wish...... There won't be much trouble.

Volcan, don't look at me like that, what I say to you will surely come true. I promise.

I see your face change, it's good. If you care about it in your heart, I will rest assured here.

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In the largest room on the second floor of a government department in a city in the northern part of the empire.

"Yes, the transformation of these autonomous prefectures and municipalities has already begun." Apparently a subordinate, he was reading a report to a middle-aged black-haired man standing with his hands in his hands.

The man had a powerful Chinese face, fierce eyebrows, and eyes like a lion staring at his prey, full of oppression.

He is the "Iron Will", Gillias Osborne.

Rising political stars who jumped from the military to government a few years ago and quickly rose to prominence in a short period of time are now attacking those who hold the vast empire. The power of the reformists is growing day by day, and it is gradually becoming a force to be reckoned with.

The resources in the hands of the aristocracy are not easy to dig, so they will turn to the surrounding countries and accumulate the economy through those small countries and autonomous states.

Not through war, of course. The war with Liber has amply demonstrated how unwise it is to go to war at will...... Sanctions through economic means, war and conquest without shedding a drop of blood, is the "royal way".

After listening to the report and calmly but firmly giving the next step, the man finally sat down on the comfortable sofa and picked up a report that had just been sent to him and was still ready to read.

"Hmph, it's Duke Kane's minions again...... Want to take advantage of my absence and mercenary hunting regiments to attack? "Erlengamer" ......"

The prime minister closed his eyes slightly, as if he was seriously thinking about countermeasures.

"There it is." Pressing a button in the room, the red-haired clerk of the "Intelligence Bureau" entered.

"Take this to her. She knows how to do it. ”

"That guy seems to have a countermeasure a long time ago."

"Oh?"

"Fight poison with poison," she said.

"Hehe, I'll see."

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"Finalize the action plan." In the valley in the northern part of the empire, after several days of rapid marching, "Erengamem" was given the final order by the regimental commander Volcan, "Group A will follow me, attract the fire of the regular army escort head-on, take all the sophisticated long-range weapons, fight and retreat, and lead it into the ambush of Group B." After that, regroup, entangle them, and I, two squad leaders, and a few veteran members of the group will fight back to their destinations, and after achieving their goals, they will launch green flares, and return the same way as they came, and don't fall in love with the battle. ”

Everyone responded, and Volkan said with some concern: "Attention, this time the opponent is part of the regular army of the empire, although we are a surprise attack, but remember that they are different from the previous opponents, everyone must be up to the spirit, don't lose your life." ”

"Heliga, you ......" Volcan expected that the young man would stay in the reserve army, and was about to give some advice, but he was interrupted: "I'll go with you." ”

“…… Why? ”

"Don't ask, it's for your good. It's not like you haven't seen me fight. ”

“…… Hehe, it's fine. Thinking of the young man's good skills, Volkan was no longer entangled, "Then, now, let's take action-"

"Wait a minute." The young man raised his voice, and some of the team members who were starting to boil couldn't help but glance at him, and he didn't care, but continued: "Everyone. In this battle, be sure to be careful with gunpowder weapons. ”

"Gunpowder weapons?" One of the team members wondered, "The regular army of the Empire sends standard guide guns, right?" ”

"I think we're going to have to deal with more than just a guiding weapon." The boy slowly raised a warhead.

"It's ...... Gunpowder bullets! Volkan recognized it at a glance, "It's not the model we use." ”

"That's right." Heliga nodded, "The gunpowder inside hasn't been damp yet, which means it's a well-preserved bullet that just fell here." The Imperial Army won't use it, and it wasn't brought by us, so there's only one possibility—"

"—the other "hunting regiments"?" Everyone spoke in unison.

"Yes. It must not have come here with the same purpose...... Eighty percent of them were reinforcements invited by the prime minister. ”

"......" Volcan fell into deep thought, apparently a situation that he had not expected.

After thinking about it, he hammered the palm of his hand, "Change the plan...... Send an extra group of people out, and be sure to make sure the escape route is clear...... Also, if you find that there are "peers" mixed in, you should immediately disperse and flee, and you should not stay longer. ”

"Yes." Knowing that the regiment commander temporarily changed the plan out of prudence, several team members who were unwilling to change the order could only admit it.

"The action begins."

“JA！”

Between the mountains, shadows flow.

P.S: The protagonist doesn't pick up bullets by luck, but is an add-on to a special ability. More on that later.