Nils looked at the tower, which he had chosen to snipe, about a block and a half away from the church in the center of town, but the height of the tower allowed him to look down on the church square. This was the best place to be, and if it weren't for the fact that Caller's sniper had already been killed by Nils, he would have had to work harder to get to the top of the tower.

The tower, which was built before Callert arrived, is the only tall building on Sanban Street other than a church, and was more of a great spot for thugs to spend a wonderful night out with prostitutes. It wasn't until Callert arrived that the tower was completely cordoned off, allowing no unrelated people to enter or leave, and snipers were placed inside. However, the sniper was clearly a lazy and unqualified fellow, and he seemed to prefer to stay in a normal house rather than a tower. At least there, he could enjoy a normal life for a while, but it was because of his negligence that the hapless guy lost his life.

Nils, making sure that no one was staring at the tower, jumped out of behind the trash can in three steps and two steps towards the entrance to the tower. Hoping that no one would hear his footsteps, that was the only thing Nils could think of. However, he obviously didn't need to worry too much, because there was no order in Sanban Street right now, and Caller's guys might be trying to control the thugs who were getting more and more flustered, which was undoubtedly a great opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

The interior of the tower has been transformed by Kahlert's engineers, who have turned it into a simple observatory. Judging by the small amount of piled up rations, they intended to let the snipers live here for a while. Nils wasn't sure why Smok was doing this, but he was a vigilant guy, and maybe he was just there to spy on the town. Whether it's the ones who might invade or the thugs who are under their command.

"Well, whether you trust those guys or not, they're useless. Nils sneered into the air. "Okay, I'd better get my gun up before Carl makes a big noise. He removed the heavy sniper rifle from his shoulder, rested it on a long plank for the time being, and looked up for the ladder he needed to get to the highest place.

Carl was almost tired of it, and he was disappointed by the fighting power of the thugs. By now, he had lost count of how many thugs he had killed. The last time he was so murderous was that he couldn't face some of the thugs in Kahlert who had no systematic military training and could only make trouble. They call themselves powerless, pursue soulless freedom, and have no idea what they want.

As the patrol continued to be eliminated, Carl was approaching the heart of town, and he thought it was time for some of the Cullers to appear. But no, they remain in the shadows. Perhaps from the very beginning there was a misconception in their thinking, that is, Khahlert deployed a force in Arad. But in reality there may be only a few of them, and they are pinning their hopes on the little thugs like them who have been hired by Aradd.

This should be obvious, the Castert base camp that cannot be brought to the ground needs to be guarded, and their energy is more focused on the tug-of-war with the Imperial Capital Army. The war was no longer the same as it had been in the early stages, and as time went on, Kahlert's strategy was no longer as smooth as it had been at the beginning. At least judging by Erin's description, the Imperial Army is not entirely at a disadvantage right now.

Carl had begun to wonder if the clowns had actually deployed an entire army here, and if they thought that Arad's army was just stupid fools who would use cold weapons, then Carl could only say that they had made a big mistake, but maybe they really thought so. Carl looked up at the church that looked almost like it was pressing against his head, and he only had to walk two more blocks to reach the square in the center of town. Carl thought it was time to find out.

Nils had set up his sniper rifle on the top floor of the tower, and now he had the entire town in view. In a sense, he may be the only one who controls the entire town. The patrols in the square no longer moved back and forth like walking corpses, and they each entered a combat position, waiting for the arrival of the enemy. Since they can be here, it means that they are some of the capable guys among the mob.

In this way, the situation is already clear. The guys in the square might know how to fight with pistols instead of lethal sticks, and if they could, they would even shoot at any stranger they hadn't seen before. That's how they are, they never think about anything more, they just need to be happy with the pay.

Before Carl and the two Imperial Governors arrived, it was necessary for Nils to clean up the "troubles on the road". Although shooting is bound to be exposed, Nils doesn't care so much, this is what he should do. In order to elicit Smock, he is willing to do anything dangerous, which seems to be related to a certain belief of Nils.

The guys in the square were nervously staring at every intersection where anyone might come and kept them ready to shoot. And they didn't know that the Grim Reaper had raised a scythe above his head. The sound of heavy sniper rifles firing sounds more like the sound of anti-tank guns being discharged, with bullets making a short screech as they fly. When one of the thugs noticed that the brains of his companion were splashing on him, he threw away his gun in fright.

The subject's head was shattered directly, and splattered brains and blood on the surrounding ground and sandbags. Niels' beloved heavy sniper rifle was a deterrent enough to make the thugs lose their will to fight, and they didn't even know where the attack was coming from. Looking at the panicked prey, the corners of Nils's mouth curled.

"Looks like Nils has found a good spot, and it's time for us to break into the church. Freya heard the gunshots, and it was like a signal.

"I think the guys in the square are scareless. Erin looked through her monoculars at the other side of the square and smiled. "They don't even know what's attacking them. ”

"It's like that when you're dealing with a bunch of thugs instead of trained soldiers. Freya shrugged helplessly.

"However, the guys at Kahlert can really bear it, and they haven't shown up yet. Erin put down her binoculars and said with some boredom.

"It doesn't matter, we just need to destroy their plans. Freya shook her head. "When we've destroyed all their weapons, I'd like to see what they do with the Arrads. Of course, it would be great if they could be eliminated without a hitch. ”

"That's right, let's go. Erin pulled out a special revolver with a blade inlaid with a blade and rushed out of the alley.