Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Chapter 263 The mockery of fate

As the elite guards from the army joined the battle, the remaining assassins were quickly slaughtered, and the white mist that filled the surroundings was also dispersed by the spells of several magicians.

The white mist was somewhat toxic, and several guards with poor toxic resistance were poisoned and fell to the ground, unconscious.

The rest of the people were only slightly injured. The gap between the two sides in combat skills and equipment was too big, and they had to rely entirely on Black Snake, the god, to output.

Witt ordered a five-man team to stay behind to cooperate with the arriving Ascalon team to investigate the identity of the assassin, while the rest of the team lifted the overturned armored vehicle and straightened it out and continued their return journey.

The bayonet left by the black snake was pulled out and inserted into the ground. The ominous aura it emitted caused no one to dare touch it for the time being.

Before getting out of the car, Roy leaned close to Witte's ear and asked quietly, "Chairman Witte, do you think the assassination is over?"

The guard sitting in the passenger seat turned his head slightly to look at the rearview mirror. The driver seemed not to hear anything, but just silently lowered his head to check the information on the dashboard.

"..." Witt didn't say anything, but just shook his head slightly.

Judging from Witt's reaction, he has realized that there is a traitor in the guard team.

There are many routes to choose from when returning to the Ursus delegation's residence from the banquet, and this return route was decided by Witt in the middle of the banquet.

Theoretically, the guards had cleared the route in advance, but an ambush by assassins still occurred, which means that there is a traitor in the team, and his status is not low.

"Be careful on the road. You should be quite experienced in this regard." Roy patted Witt's broad shoulders, pushed the door and got out of the car.

"Witt knows, thank you for saving my life." Witt bowed respectfully to express his gratitude.

"Actually, you should have pressed the button earlier..." Roy suddenly said this before closing the car door.

"!!!" Witt suddenly raised his head, the horror in his eyes could not be hidden.

Roy's eyes fell on the inner guard summoner hidden in Witt's suit pocket for a few seconds, then he closed the door.

"Huh..." As the heavy car door closed, Witt's tense body relaxed and he let out a long sigh in his heart.

Being in close contact with Demon King Roy in such an informal occasion, the oppression emanating from him made Witt feel like he was facing his Majesty in an angry state.

The difference is that in front of His Majesty, Witte can still hide some of his thoughts.

And under the gaze of those eyes, everything about the body and mind can be seen through.

The other party even knew his thoughts and methods of summoning the inner guards, so what else might he not know?

Witt took out the inner guard summoner from his suit pocket. This thing might not be useful against the devil, but it was enough to deal with the traitors in the team.

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Askalon, who led the team, changed out of his damaged combat uniform and looked much more energetic.

Before she arrived, Theresa had already leaned over and removed the broken gas mask on the face of an assassin, revealing a man with dark skin and several scars on his forehead and eyebrows.

She had a very ordinary appearance, and could not be distinguished in the crowd. However, the pair of horns on her head, which were unique to the Sarkaz, made Theresa's lowered eyes flash with a trace of sadness.

In fact, when watching the battle on the rooftop just now, Theresa had vaguely sensed something through the black crown. Roy's attention had been on Black Snake and Witt, and he didn't find any clues about the assassin's identity.

These dead assassins in front of him, and even the snake scale that Black Snake controlled at the end, were all Sarkaz.

Theresa pulled out a silver tag from the neck of the corpse, on which the word "Hammer" was carved crookedly with the tip of a knife.

The Ascalon team and the escort team left behind by Witt gathered the bodies on the battlefield together and searched their bodies for tags indicating their identity as mercenaries.

The identity of the assassins is now very clear. They are a group of Sarkaz mercenaries who are paid to do things.

The escort team identified the weapons and equipment used by the mercenaries as training equipment that the Ursus military scraps every year, and somehow ended up in the hands of the mercenaries.

Ascalon exchanged information with the captain of the escort team and asked them to return with the seized weapons and equipment to report the situation, leaving the assassin's body to her to deal with.

The team leader was obviously not satisfied with the result, but because Roy and Theresa were both present, he did not dare to say a word due to the huge difference in status, and led the team members away silently.

"Theresa..." Roy held Theresa's cold little hand, trying to give her some comfort.

The moment the Sarkaz mercenaries attacked the Ursus delegation, their fate was sealed.

But if I had stopped it at the beginning, perhaps I could have saved the lives of these mercenaries.

"...Ascalon, take the bodies back for cremation and burial...at least let their souls return to the world after death..." Theresa sighed and spoke.

Faced with the death of her compatriots, Theresa did not intend to blame anyone, she was blaming herself.

They blamed themselves for not being able to build Kazdel well and for not being able to let their compatriots live a stable life. In order to survive, they could only become mercenaries, relying on fighting and killing to barely fill their stomachs.

"Yes, Your Highness." Askalon felt more than once that fate was so ironic. On the eve of the founding of Kazdel, his fellow countrymen who returned home assassinated Speaker Ursus for money and died in the homeland of all Sarkaz.

(It’s broken, and I haven’t finished writing it yet… I’ll continue to make up for it tomorrow. I’m very sorry.)

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"...Colonel Ivan, you have been marginalized in the army in recent years. Have you ever thought about the reason?"

"...After the great rebellion in Ursus, the top brass of the army group has been marginalized. I've gotten used to it."

"Haha, really? Another colonel of the First Army, who doesn't have as much experience as you, has a higher say in the meeting than you."

"You were too hesitant and not decisive enough in deciding your position. On the one hand, you tried to please the military aristocracy to keep your status as a colonel. On the other hand, you maintained close ties with Witte's faction to protect the interests of the family business."

"You should know better than me that in the military, loyalty is either absolute or absolutely disloyal."

"What exactly do you want to say to me this time?" Colonel Ivan clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.

"I arranged the escort mission for Speaker Witte specifically for you after I talked to several Grand Dukes. The purpose is to give you an opportunity, an opportunity for improvement. I hope you can cherish it..."

"By the way, several grand dukes are also holding a banquet tonight. I specially invited your wife and children to attend. Little Ivan looks a lot like you. Hahaha..."

The black snake's shrill and triumphant laughter echoed in the dim room. Colonel Ivan's face was shrouded in the shadow cast by the black snake, and it was impossible to see his expression at the moment.