Chapter 61: Who Is the Enemy?

"With the exception of Mick, our first suspicion is Athena. Although her parents and relatives are all in the Northern Continent, it stands to reason that she doesn't have the guts, but no one can say for sure, right? ”

"O depraved human nature, maybe even your own soul can be sold to the devil!"

I don't know what I remembered, Feige sighed in a low voice, and then continued:

"We didn't find any real evidence, but she's quite suspicious!"

"So, when you get there, focus on this woman. But remember, don't get into conflict with Colonel Morgan about it. ”

The main reason for doubting her is that there is nothing else to suspect except her!

It's impossible for Mick to be bought by the natives, and his strength is not enough.

As for Colonel Morgan, that was the least likely betrayal. If he defects, it would make more sense for the enemy to leave him to pass on false information rather than directly raid the station.

And this one is already with the rank of "colonel", and at the same time a baron.

Wealth, honor, power, power, beauty......

What capital did the "Rose School" have to attract such an officer to rebel? Compared to MI9, the "Rose School" did not impress Morgan at all.

As for the four extraordinary people who were killed, they were all autopsied and sent back to the Northern Continent one by one, and they did not fake their deaths and get out after defecting.

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After some discussion, Glerint did not have any particularly clear ideas.

At the moment, he was only able to use the "Premonition of Danger" based on the enemy he had just had, confirming that the enemy was most likely a "demon" or a "faceling".

Among them, of course, the "demons" are the most likely, after all, they are indeed interchangeable with the "prisoner" path, and it is very likely that the "Rose School" secretly cultivates "demons". Just as the "Church of the Night" is also cultivating extraordinary people in the "corpse collector" pathway.

Of course, it is not excluded that the other party is using a similar ability obtained by "recording" or "learning", or even just using a magical item that contains this ability.

After this snooping, Gleilynt and his wife did not encounter any other enemies, and made it all the way to the end of the trip, Verteke.

It stands to reason that this is not normal.

There was no reason for the enemy who dared to directly raid the division, and he was simply scared away.

High-level charms are indeed terrifying, but at most, they affect a mid-sequence battle to a certain extent. If the timing of the user is not particularly good, this is not even decisive.

Therefore, the other party will not have a premonition of fatal danger.

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Today is March 16th, a month of closed training, and then the whole trip has only played a little bit in front of the "Fragrant Leaf Bar" and Daniz, and the potions are basically digested naturally, so he feels less than a fifth of his own now.

It's been almost two months since he had taken the "Barbarian" potion.

And Jim, who also relies on natural digestion and usually only plays a simple role, has completely digested his "cheater" potion a few days ago. Four months have passed since Glerint had just become an Extraordinary, and he had already directly become a Sequence Eight.

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Once in Verteck, MI9's garrison became secret again......

Who would have thought that such an intelligence-gathering organization would be hidden in the most deserted "Dammings Street"? Normally, isn't it true that the more lively the place, the easier it is to gather information?

Colonel Morgan is a male who looks to have just reached his thirties, and he is a believer in the definite Lord of the Storm. Not far to his left was the veiled Athena, who looked tall and almost as tall as Glerint.

Her veil convinced Gleilynt that she had indeed come together with Colonel Morgan. Because the doctrine of the Storm Church forbids women from coming out to hold positions as contrary to the duties of "housewives." Presumably, it was out of his own machismo that Morgan made him wear the veil. She seems to be a woman with less words.

As for the other three, Glerint didn't see them for the time being.

"Good morning, Ms. Nolan, Mr. Mariano. I look forward to your coming! ”

Morgan stealthily glanced at Glerint's suitcase, then gave him a half-real and half-exaggerated hearty laugh and held out his right hand to him.

Under the cultural influence brought about by the colonization of the Northern Continent, many natives unconsciously changed the greeting etiquette and turned it into a handshake. Colonel Morgan, on the other hand, was a standard Northerner, and he was certainly more accustomed to shaking hands.

Colonel Morgan's palm was not particularly strong, but it was dry and warm, giving the impression of being relatively good.

"Looks like I don't need to introduce me anymore! Morgan. ”

Feige chuckled, then quipped:

"After you were attacked once, did you awaken a particularly timid character? Would you rather suffer a huge negative impact than carry a 'Level 2' seal? ”

His words made Morgan slightly stunned:

"What do you mean by that?"

"Can't you even trust me? Morgan. ”

Feige shook his head and smiled, then explained:

"Before I escorted the two new members this time, His Excellency the Lieutenant General asked me to bring a high-level charm. Through it, I can judge the highest level of extraordinary level of a person or a magical item on his body. ”

"You're not going to tell me that you've secretly promoted to the fifth rank, are you?"

Sequences six through five require ritual aid, and are usually not too easy.

"I see!"

Morgan nodded in realization, and then lifted his trench coat:

"That's right, I brought '2-09' with me."

A palm-sized tin kettle hangs from his waist.

Feige seemed to know something about "2-09" and nodded:

"This seal is indeed safe."

Gleilynt and Joan next to him looked at a loss, but neither Feige nor Morgan seemed to have any intention of explaining it to them.

After a few brief pleasantries, Feige readily agreed to Morgan's offer and decided to rest for the night before returning to Tertnik.

"What about the two of you? Should you decide to rent a house or stay in a hotel for a while? ”

"Let's settle down in the hotel first, and then think about renting or buying a house."

Although it is only 11 o'clock in the morning, today is still a long time. But Gleilint thinks it's better to prepare more and compare more for renting.

"Well, okay, then let Anna lead you to the inn!"

Anna is a good-looking mixed-race girl, she belongs to the civil service, and here she mainly does chores that are close to servants. She also holds the same position and work as an Aboriginal boy, Cook. In addition, the civilian staff includes Mrs. Doris, who manages the accounts, and Uncle Bruce, who drives the car.

In the casual conversation just now, Morgan made a brief introduction to them.

The last attack took place after the wee hours of the evening, and all four of them were already off work, so there were no casualties.

"Please follow me, guys."

Anna stretched out her arm and made a "please" motion.

She wears a gray and white local dress with knotted sleeves and a string of bone bracelets on her hands, which has a distinctly exotic style.