"Mission accomplished. Faust reported.

At this time, Faust is wearing a tight-fitting combat suit and sitting in a command car, like Nick Fury reporting behind a ghost who knows which camera.

A month ago, just as the world was shocked by the disappearance of the young business magnate Faust and the collapse of his business empire, Faust had begun a new life of his own.

He was selected by the code name "Mind Reader" to Timothy · Dugan's howling commando and realized the vastness of the world - his own power is not unique, and there are at least a dozen people in the world who have the ability to hang the mind like him.

As for that legendary Professor X, his strength is probably infinitely close to that of a legendary-level psychic warlock.

However, this did not frighten Faust, but rather aroused his ambitions.

"It's starting to get fun......

Hanging up the conversation with Nick Fury, Faust muttered to himself.

As an important combat unit of S.H.I.E.L.D., THE HOWL COMMANDO is naturally very busy, and Faust doesn't have much time to sigh, his life is very fulfilling.

After completing this mission, they do not return to the base to repair, but directly participate in the next mission.

Faust was alone in the command car, reading the assigned mission.

The rest of the Howling Commando team were so-called "monsters" who had been incorporated like him, and most of them didn't fit into the standard size command vehicle.

However, that doesn't mean they can't know what the mission is about. Faust is currently maintaining a first-order psionic "synaesthete", whose effect is to share his senses with others.

Now the rest of the team is "looking" at the plan with Faust's eyes.

This mission is a big operation, and in addition to the Howling Commando, there are several teams of agents working together, each responsible for different parts of the mission.

The other teams' information and mission objectives are vague in the plan, presumably the same is true for the other teams' plans.

Fortunately, their own tasks have little overlap with other teams - the Howling Commando is characterized by strong combat capabilities, so they are assigned simple and brainless missions.

Although it was a fortification, Faust did not need to go to the battlefield himself, he existed more as a command center than a front-line combatant.

Faust was very pleased with this – experiencing the excitement of life from a comfortable distance was exactly what Faust expected of his profession.

"Alright, let's go. Faust said that his voice was not loud, as long as he could hear it, and that the power of the mind would transmit his words to his teammates.

Immediately, Faust started the command vehicle and galloped directly towards the mission objective on the navigation.

The rest of the team naturally had their own way of getting there, but Faust didn't care, they would arrive in time anyway.

When Leorik heard the news of the rebellion of the old kingdom of Aventu, his first reaction was incredible.

Although he had never given up on the idea of returning to the country, he knew in his heart that there was so little hope - it was better to hope that the Fishman Empire would collapse on its own, and that hope was even greater.

Leorik is far more mature than before, but the more mature he becomes, the more desperate he becomes about recovering his country. He was already deeply aware of what a behemoth the Fish-Man Empire was.

The incredulous and deep worry was followed by an irrepressible ecstasy. For days on end, he couldn't contain his excitement.

After much thought, Leoric decided to go to Sardinia, if he could successfully regain the command, it would be a good thing, even if he could not get back his rightful rights and status, it would not hurt to increase the morale of the rebels.

After the decision, Leorik quit his job at the docks and sailed straight to Sardinia.

Leorik had been working on the docks for a long time, and naturally he had acquaintances with the shipowner. So, without much effort, I booked a room on a passenger ship.

In recent years, the Fishman Empire has annexed a large number of countries with intelligent aquatic creatures and unified the Mediterranean, but its ruling base is not solid, and it is full of rebels and guerrillas.

Therefore, the Fish-Man Empire maintains a large standing army, and when it is not fighting, it sends them to patrol various places, and inspecting cargo ships is naturally part of the patrol.

So the question is, is it the passenger on the passenger ship that is more inconspicuous, or the passengers on the cargo ship who are more inconspicuous?

The answer is obvious.

Alexandria to Sardinia, a dozen days of sailing, but fortunately, the Mediterranean climate is pleasant, and there is no danger on the way.

The standing army of the Fishmen also encountered it twice, but both of them passed without danger - a good sign, everything seemed to indicate that the future would be smooth sailing.

Soon, Leorik came to Sardinia with his sister.

Sardinian had been conquered by the Fishmen twenty years earlier due to the conflict between the Lombard King and the Fish-Man Emperor.

The fish-people could not live on the ground for long periods of time, and the Lombards were blocked across the strait, and Sardinia was almost a three-way zone.

Nominally, both the Fishman Emperor and the Lombard King claimed sovereignty over it, but neither actually ruled it directly.

So, now that Sardinia has been conquered by the Aventu rebels, the island has come to an amazing life.

Leorik got off the boat with his sister and looked around to see that almost half of the streets were Aventus.

It's no wonder that Sardinia was once sacked by the fish-men, and then locked down for twenty years, making it already sparsely populated.

It is now the largest base of the Aventu people, and the patriotic Arventu people from all over the world are gathering here, and the population has naturally increased.

Leorik couldn't wait, and as soon as he got off the ship, he inquired about the office of the Privy Council, and then went straight to his place with his sister.

Sardinia is a small island, and almost the entire island is separated from the seat of the Privy Council and the port. Leorik disembarked early in the morning and barely reached the Privy Council residence in the evening.

Leorik encountered his first obstacle at the gate - the guards would not let him in.

At this time, Sardinia was completely under military control, and the vigilance against spies was at its highest, and it was only right that Leorik was stopped at the door.

Fortunately, although the Privy Council recruited some recruits for relatively simple jobs such as guarding the door, almost all of the junior non-commissioned officers were former Praetorian Guards.

Soon, a dispute between the prince and the janitor led to their superior, a Praetorian Guard officer.

Because of the lack of soldiers, many Praetorian Guard soldiers were promoted to officers, and this one also became an officer. Previously, his job was to watch the gates, to watch the gates of the palace. Because of the nature of his work, he is very familiar with the faces of members of the royal family.

Finding that it was indeed the prince himself, the officer hurriedly dismissed the recruits: "You dogs who don't have long eyes, open your eyes, this is His Royal Highness the Prince, the real Prince Leoric! You two, you will be fined half a month's salary!"

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the bitter doorman, and smiled flatteringly at the prince: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, come in and rest, my office is next door, hehehe......"

This residence is actually the castle of the former Duke of Sardinia, and the "office" of the janitor is actually a table placed next to the gate, separated by a curtain, barely a separate space.

Leorik and Lamona had just been invited by the officers to sit down, and before the officers could continue to show their loyalty to them, they asked impatiently, "What about the elders, take me to the elders, I have something very important to discuss with the elders." ”

The smile on the officer's face stiffened, "Uh, this...... The elders are all resting, Your Highness Prince, you must be tired too, why don't you rest in my house for the night today, and see the elders again tomorrow morning?"

Leorik was already impatient, how could he wait until the next morning? He could only reiterate his request in an accentuated tone: "I am going to see them now—when will I see the elders and wait for them to rest?"

In fact, the status of the elder was no lower than that of the prince himself, but Leorik could not care about this at this time.

“...... Alright, Your Highness the Prince, I'll go and inform you. The officer gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and finally made up his mind.

Leorik's heart was anxious and happy, as if he was facing the grand blueprint for the restoration of the country, and turned a blind eye to the abnormality of the officer.

The officer lifted the curtain, gave a look at the soldiers outside, smiled at Prince Chong, who nodded his head, and exited the cubicle.

The prince was almost immersed in his own fantasies at the moment, and the elders must have been shocked at first when they learned that he was alive, and then they would be ecstatic—just as they had heard of their establishment of the Restoration Order.

No, the prince shook his head, perhaps they could not let go of their power and were not so happy with my arrival - who wants an extra king on their heads?

But why should he be afraid of them? The prince thought that a year's thinking had brought him to maturity, and that he would surely achieve the ultimate victory in the political struggle.

Perhaps, after the political struggle, he will achieve a series of military victories and re-establish the kingdom of Aventua......

The prince couldn't help but have greater ambitions, and the restoration of the kingdom was far from satisfying himself, and he would replace the fishman and become the new emperor of the Mediterranean!

The prince could almost see the scene of his coronation, but did not notice the officer who was quietly approaching with five soldiers behind him.

It wasn't until Ramona shouted alertly, "What do you want to do?" that the prince woke up from a dream.

However, it was already too late.

The five soldiers quickly pounced on the prince, who could not understand what was happening, but he still knew what to do.

Before the prince lost his divine arts, he was a ninth-level holy warrior who had just mastered second-order divine arts, and his combat power was far above that of priests who had mastered second-order divine arts.

After losing his magic, the prince can still be regarded as a formidable warrior.

He raised his hand and slammed his fist into the face of the first soldier who pounced on him, and the soldier was knocked unconscious without even screaming.

These temporarily recruited recruits have only received the most basic training, and they are completely inadequate in the face of the prince.

The officer watched the prince fly up and kick another recruit in the chest, kicking him out of the compartment, and knew that the rubbish would never be able to take the prince.

The officer didn't intend to do it himself, and with a roll of his eyes, he spotted Ramona quietly crept under the table.

"Hehe, Your Highness Princess, come, come to me......"

Leorik slammed one knee into the lower abdomen of the third foe, watching as he fell to the ground in agony.

The other two soldiers watched as the three comrades were put down by the prince in a few ups and downs, and hurriedly retreated, vigilantly guarding the prince in the distance.

The prince sighed and was about to end the battle quickly.

"Don't move!" Only then did the prince remember that the officer was still there, and when he looked back, his face could not help but change greatly.

The officer had a few scratches on his face, and he clutched Lamona tightly in his hands, ignoring her punches and kicks, but just strangled the princess tightly with his arms.

"What are you doing in a daze, take him down quickly!" the officer scolded.

The prince was about to resist, but he glanced at Lamona, who was biting the officer's arm, and finally raised his hands.