"With so many teams coming here, you're sure to see something. The owl, which had tried to walk a few steps in place, looked at Hack, "Thank you, Mr. Hack, for sharing so much missing information for us. There are no words of gratitude, only regret, there is indeed no one in this team who is not there as Mr. Xiao said. ”

Shocked politely replied: "Don't worry, dear sir. I just wanted to know a little bit about Mr. Cassia from you, and I never thought I would get the answers I wanted to know from you. A lot of information can be restored in my mind if I carefully observe and think about it. You don't respond, to be expected. ”

Shocked got up at this time, and Lyle followed: "I have known Mr. Kasia for a long time, a few years. I can't say that I know him, some people only need to have contact with him to know his personality and general way of doing things, and there are no great changes caused by environmental pressure, and they will always continue this way, and the deviation will not be too large. I have a lot of respect for Mr. Kasia, and from my childhood to the present, Mr. Kasia seems to be the only one who can still keep something in his heart in such an environment. So in many things, I believe Mr. Cassia. ”

The owl and Isha felt the undisguised gaze of Horr, as if they were being targeted by a poisonous snake, cold and anesthetic. For a moment, they could no longer catch that gaze, and their faces were full of comfort and unconsciousness to believe his smile, which seemed to have no intersection with such a gaze at all.

The horrific warning had alerted Isha to their hearts, just as the face had given them. And it was true, after a short conversation, the owl let down his guard several times during this period, and wanted to follow the inducement of the horror and the topic he gave to take the lead and say the name "Soriatu".

"I envy you for being able to stay with Mr. Kasia on a long journey. With a few minutes left until two o'clock in the morning, Hack and Lyle walked towards the exit of the curtain here, "There's going to be a long journey ahead, and if you have anything you need to ask, you can signal and intelligence, you can find me, or someone next to me." His name is Lyle, and he and I will answer for you. There are no quid pro quo, I simply think that someone like Mr. Kasia should not fade into people's heads, nor should they be turned into another person by the information in the hands of all kinds of mixed black market merchants. He deserves my respect, and he deserves the respect of many more, that's all. ”

After the horror left, more than a dozen people resting against the trees got up and left one after another, leaving the owls with enough space to move their bodies.

The trio did not speak, and the message existed between sign language and eye gaze. The tacit understanding is not very sufficient, but the basic interaction is no problem. Finding an opportunity to escape was not in the options of the three from the beginning, and at this moment each recalled the brief time before the coma, only the owl had a certain amount of perceptual memory. Awareness was only the first step, and the owl knew that he was only sensing an anomaly around him, and he had no idea what the anomaly was.

In his hand, he also had a small glass bottle bullet with a needle tip that the opponent had just hit his own antidote and stimulant, the structure of which determined that the effective distance of such things would not exceed fifty meters. Shots are guaranteed in wooded environments, and the distance is about 20 meters.

Owl and Isha knew very well that the enemy could intrude into an undetected threat within twenty meters of their surroundings even though they had already divided some of their senses to observe their surroundings. Deadly and without the slightest precaution. If this small glass bottle turns into a bullet of any caliber and is aimed at one's head, the final result is 、、、

The matter about Kasia was tacitly acquiesced by the trio, and was never brought up from beginning to end. They each have their own answers, but there are also doubts. The boundary between truth and falsehood is lost. Whether it's Soriatu or Kasia, they are all people who help them in their hearts, and the only difference is the change in their names. If there is still a chance to meet, what kind of mood and expression should be in the next meeting, this kind of thing becomes a contradiction.

Soon after, the three of them heard movement around them, and the camping tent-like curtain and artificial fluorite were put away. Horror smiled at them from a distance, his gentle eyes making Nighthawk Isha feel the danger in the air all the more. There is nothing bad in that kind of look, only politeness and the kindness of adults to children. But Isha always has a feeling that they can't hide no matter what, and the feeling that what they want to be completely seen through has always existed.

The direction of advance was at right angles to the direction of withdrawal, and Nighthawk didn't know where they were going next, only that they were following Horror deeper into the interior of the Banded Mountains.

Early in the morning, Isha who was resting and they were glad that they and the others had not thought of escaping. The quality of this team of 100 people from the early morning to this moment made them intuitively understand the gap between themselves and them. There are many similar teams in the Banded Mountains, and any random team on this side of the organization is a disaster that represents death, and it is inevitable. Considering that there will be unusually powerful surgeons in this kind of team, the owls also intuitively feel the oppression.

It is true that the environment between the small countries and the three giant countries is different, and it is no longer an idea, but a given conclusion. Of the three, only Isha understood it the most, and apart from herself and Kasia, it was the feeling that all the members of the team had died. Sometimes, Isha often wondered what Mr. Soriatu, who had such a team as his enemy, could help with his own strength and ability.

It doesn't seem to be, and not being a burden around it is the best help. The result of thinking about it left Isha with a sense of loss, and she had to accept it.

Traveling into the afternoon, the height of the surrounding trees and the depth of their knowledge are revealed. Along the way, Hack and Lyle would stop by them from time to time to give explanations of the mountains, many of which included detailed information on the various areas of the Ribbon Mountains.

"Mr. Hack, I wonder what you mean by needing Kasia's help?" Isha asked Hack suddenly during the break.

There was no surprise at all, but the corners of the mouth curled by the irrepressible smile on his face made Nighthawk Isha realize the true appearance of the polite and gentle man in front of them. That sense of distortion comes with its own dangers.

"It's a very simple matter, the main person in charge of one or two strip mountain areas needs Mr. Kasia's help to clean up. They were Mr. Kasia's enemies, so it wasn't Mr. Kasia's help, but I provided a good opportunity for the two to meet, roughly. ”

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After avoiding Ovilla and the others, Mavis successfully discussed with the other six people on a small airship until the evening, citing the excuse of going out on patrol. Materials are stacked on the table, with a particular focus on the records of the knight's squire assessments.

At the same time, from an unknown position in the banded mountain range, with the vibration of the signal receiver in his hand, Lieutenant Colonel Will and the thirty or so soldiers behind him immediately locked on which side was the enemy, and the formation spread, in the posture of a hunter, leaning towards the unaware prey that was being pursued.