In the mountains, ten kilometers north of the imperial capital, the "night attack" base.

It was drizzling, the gloomy sky was a dull gray, and the cool breeze from the top of the mountain was whirring like weeping.

"Lucky for the intelligence reconnaissance, Tazmi."

Najeta looked at the brown-haired young man in a raincoat with a layer of light moisture on his eyebrows, and asked in a calm tone with a hint of eagerness, "Is there any news from the imperial capital?" ”

It's been two days since that thrilling battle, and the Night Raid has finally returned to the base after losing many of its companions one after another, but the new member Chelsea has not returned for a long time, which makes Najeta feel a little ominous.

So after a brief rest for two days, she asked Tazmi to go to the imperial capital in disguise to investigate intelligence, firstly to find out the news of Chelsea, and secondly, to confirm Leonay's life and death.

Although Najeta had no expectations in her heart, she would never give up that last glimmer of hope until she reached a conclusion.

Tazmi took off the hood of his raincoat, revealing a delicate face hidden in the shadows.

His appearance at this time is not much different from before he was equipped with "Demonic Haunting", except that his left eye is still a strange blood red cross, which is the same as after his transformation.

This is the after-effect of the fusion with Tyrande, and although it is still not obvious, as Tazmi uses "Demon Haunting" more often, the fusion will become more and more complete until Tazmi becomes a monster physically and mentally.

That kind of end is more terrible than death!

"It has been determined that Chelsea has been captured by the Falcon's vice-captain Arowen and is now being held in secret somewhere in the imperial capital, and Javier does not seem to have any intention of executing her. As for the eldest sister......"

At this point, Tazmi paused visibly, his head unconsciously lowered, as if he was suppressing his emotions fiercely.

“…… I found the grave of the eldest sister in the place where she fell, and after confirmation, it was indeed the eldest sister herself. ”

Tazmi recalls Leonay's tragic death, a mixture of bitterness, sadness, and hatred that even distorts his face.

Even though he gained strength, that deep sense of powerlessness still haunted him like an appendage.

Suffocate him, drive him mad, make him restless day and night!

He's strong now, but if he can't beat that man, it's all pointless!

He's got to be stronger!

In order to achieve this goal, even if he is asked to sell his soul!

"Leonay's grave...... It really looks like what Javier would do. ”

Najeta smiled bitterly, pressed her hand to her forehead, and sighed faintly.

She really felt very tired, since Xavier returned to the imperial capital, she had been nervous all the time, and now because of a painful defeat, the strength of the "Night Raid" was greatly damaged...... To be honest, she was already a little exhausted.

"Chelsea's business...... It's a pity, but we don't have the strength to fight Javier anymore, so we have to ...... Abandon her. ”

Najeta almost gritted her teeth and uttered the last three words, a difficult decision for her, who valued her subordinates very seriously.

Everyone present was silent, and on a psychological level, they were actually unwilling to accept this arrangement, but the current situation is no longer something that can be reversed by personal will, and they can only choose to submit to reality.

"By the way, Boss," Tazmi suddenly broke the silence, "I spotted some Imperial Army scouts on the way back, and although they are still far from the base, it is only a matter of time before they find this place. ”

"It must be Javier's reconnaissance team, I'm afraid he deduced the approximate location of the base based on the direction we fled that night, and he intended to find us out by means of a carpet search."

Najeta pondered for a moment, and finally made up her mind: "We can't stay here any longer, let's leave for the Revolutionary Army headquarters immediately!" ”

……

Havel has been in the limelight lately, and when the news of his rout "night attack" spread through the streets, the heads of Nagarkid and Second General Hemi were also sent to the imperial capital at the same time, and the news of his annihilation of the rebels thousands of miles away was also spread in a very short time.

These two major feats undoubtedly added another stroke to Havel's legendary life resume, and his prestige in the imperial capital was instantly raised to the extreme, and most of the heated discussions among the people were about him.

Because of this wonderful victory, Havel was highly praised by the little emperor, and it had the meaning of "Big brother, you are so powerful, I will hand it over to you in the future", which made the minister's face become darker and more ugly.

Since then, more conscientious and even neutral officials have begun to express goodwill to Havel, and the situation in the court is surging, and two opposing forces in the imperial capital have taken shape, and the friction between them has gradually become fierce.

Anyone with a little brain in the imperial capital has already seen that after solving the problem of "night attack", Havel and the minister have no worries, and the original irreconcilable contradictions have finally begun to move towards a frontal conflict.

The current state between them is like a secret room filled with the smell of gunpowder, and it only takes a small spark to ignite a prairie flame.

A bloody battle within the palace is inevitable.

……

Lower City of the Imperial Capital, Headquarters of the Garrison.

"According to the information from the reconnaissance unit, a place similar to the 'night raid' base has been discovered, but there is no one in it, and the valuable materials have also been destroyed, and there is not much gain."

In his office, Lan was reporting the latest news to Javier, who sat in his seat and listened silently.

Seleuc sat in his place, writing a pen on a document to outline something, and there was a rustling sound between the pages of the paper.

Will is being treated at the Imperial Hospital, and the injuries he sustained in the battle with Brand are enough for him to lie down for a while.

Arowen was granted leave of absence by Javier because he had broken a hand, and he was hanging in a plaster cast and with a bandage on his shoulder, and he was hanging around nowhere.

Therefore, the only people in charge of the work of the "Falcon" are currently in charge of the work in the office.

When Lan finished his report, Javier pondered for a while, and finally a hint of relaxation finally appeared between his eyebrows.

"It seems that Najeta has already left the imperial capital with the people of the 'Night Raid', although I don't know when she will return, but at least it will not cause us any more trouble in the short term, which is undoubtedly good news."

He smiled, but a hint of evil flashed in his purple eyes.

"Now that the external hidden dangers have been solved, then the next time is to settle the ledger with Ornest!"

Lan Wenyan smiled slightly, and then said: "According to the captain's orders, I have secretly contacted all the officials of the non-minister faction in the DPRK and China, and most of them support the captain's plan and have decided to stand on the same front as us. ”

"Very good, but in order to form a confrontation with Earnest in the DPRK and China, you also need a key person, after all, I am a military general, and it is easy to fall into the hands of people if I interfere too much in political matters."

Javier's eyes flashed with thought, and he already had a decision in his mind.

"Captain, there's one more thing I think you need to know." Lan said suddenly.

"What's the matter?"

"It's about General Estes."

"Huh?"

……

On the outskirts of the imperial capital, on top of a certain mountain.

The crimson dragon stood proudly under the sky, two silver horns soaring into the sky, and its massive body exuded an unusually scorching aura - this is the dragon-type super dangerous species that inhabits the southeastern Black Wind Mountains, the Kstasa.

On the dragon's back, a beautiful woman in a black and white military uniform and a beret looked out at the huge city that was already clearly visible, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a smile of pleasure and anticipation, and the wind blew her long ice-blue hair fluttering.

"I'm back, Imperial Capital."

Not far behind him, the "Three Beasts" in black military uniforms were standing respectfully, staring at their orders, like the most loyal guards under the Queen's command.