"Oh......" Robert shook his head with a wry smile, and the humorous version of Kramer was no more interesting than the grim version. There are specializations in the arts, some people can fight well, and some people are natural jokers.

At this time, Robert couldn't help but think of Betis of the Comprehensive Planning Bureau. Andrew, the female ** who loves lilies, if he jokes seriously, he can indeed get rid of Peter. Everyone else but White laughed. But Betis is humorous, but she never thinks of herself as humorous, and maybe that's why her jokes are so successful.

"Do you think we should go?" Robert asked.

"To die? That's clearly a trap for Wen Zhong to catch you! Kramer said, shaking his head.

"I naturally thought so......" Robert immediately admitted. But what if not? I mean, if Allister does have any evidence to give us, he'll miss the best chance to bring down Bunjoon. ”

"Before that damn war starts?" Kramer immediately understood what he meant.

"Well, if you can expose his conspiracy at this time, so that he can't cover the sky with one hand, maybe...... Countless soldiers of the Silver Alliance who are about to die have a glimmer of life......" Robert nodded to him.

Robert's words silenced the former Marine captain, and neither of them spoke again, and the flying car suddenly became silent, save for the slight rattle of the automatic shifter in the taxi as the vehicle accelerated.

……

"Do you think we can go?" After a while, Kramer heard Robert ask himself.

"Thinking about ......," the mercenary replied.

A ghost who disappeared for two years, but chose to resurrect on the day it was exposed...... Such a timing may seem coincidental, but it is reasonable, but if the other party deliberately calculates to lead them from the dark to the light, it is never wise to go so recklessly.

Now that they have all the information and have taken the brunt of getting rid of Haydn in full view, it must be Kent next, and it is inconceivable that he has survived until now as a pawn caught in the midst of multiple conflicting interests.

As a combat genius and a former soldier and mercenary who has endured countless dangers, Kramer has always trusted his instincts, and it is this innate instinct for crisis foresight that has kept him alive on the battlefield and on missions to this day.

Now, Kramer can clearly perceive the murderous intent contained in this, but another force in his heart is interfering with him, making it impossible for him to easily judge it.

Threatened by the highest authority in the Silver Alliance, the energy he can use may be much greater than he realizes.

But even so, he had to admit that there was still a high probability that Allister would appear there as scheduled, and the evidence she provided might really be able to stop this seemingly crazy act of the Banca government.

Putting an end to this senseless war......

Thinking of this, Kramer couldn't help but recall his years in the 502 Legion. There, the respect of his superiors and the respect of his subordinates can be said to have the best memories of his adulthood.

The 502nd Regiment may have sailed to Bald with the First Fleet, and they will set foot in the unknown land of Pegasus, with whom he has fought with his comrades, friends, and brothers......

Maybe it was just a chance for him and Robert to save everyone......

It seemed like a gamble with a lot of odds that couldn't help but make him look inward, re-evaluate, and say no to his intuition......

And, of course, Jenny...... Kramer silently read his daughter's name in his mind, and what Robert said to him in the apartment gave him hope that he had given up a long time ago.

Originally just to complete Richard. Sir Nunnis has given him a mission through True Guard, but now that he is fully committed to it, Robert has become the target he must protect.

He might give Jenny a future worth living...... Although that was not certain, he preferred to believe in the slim hope.

After the unbearable doom loomed over his daughter, Kramer prayed to the gods countless times, always hoping for a miracle, but the unforgiving reality destroyed his pious faith again and again. After he gradually fell into a vacuum of faith and cursed and gradually gave up everything, Robert gave him a glimmer of light in the endless dark night.

He had now begun to believe that the power in the shadows was still there, still caring for him as always, and that God might never have left him, just as he had been blessed with his return unscathed from the rain of bullets and bullets countless times.

But if he keeps hiding and running away like this, how can he have a chance for Robert to truly fulfill his promise?

He remembered his daughter's haggard face, Jenny...... She is weak, kind, and sophisticated, and has been devastated by illness all her life, but she still has a strong smile on her face.

If this is really a gift from God, he is willing to reconcile with God, for the sake of the God who rejected him a long time ago, he has been angry with heaven and earth, and has confided the most vicious words to him.

Of course, he was willing to pay the price, for the sake of the girl who loved to laugh and love, so that she could walk, play, be happy and laugh like a normal child......

He was willing to pay any punishment for his Jenny......

......

"Ten o'clock?" Kramer, who had made up his mind, suddenly said coldly.

"Yes, have you decided to go?" Robert's voice sounded relieved, for he was now preoccupied with the situation at home since he had seen the rally riots on television, and the endless pursuit had made it difficult for him to move an inch.

"You can go, but everything after that must be at my ......," Kramer said quietly.

"Of course, I'm well aware of the risks involved, unless I don't want to die before I come to you." Robert forced a chuckle to himself.

"And then there's a standard time......" Kramer thought as he looked at the clock in the car. First of all, we have to confirm that it is indeed Linda. Allister sent you an email......"

"This ...... How do you know this? Robert wondered. What she sent wasn't a video message, it was just a handwritten text picture......"

"That's what I'm worried about, if it's a ruse, and they set such a short time to meet, they should know that we don't have time to investigate the authenticity of her handwriting." Kramer said coldly.

"So what do we do?" Robert asked, frowning.

"It's easy...... Kramer corrected the taxi's destination, then turned on the military-grade computer in his hand.