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"Rest for fifteen minutes. We must enter the mountains before tonight." Dashita's tone was unquestionable, and the soldiers rested on the spot immediately without complaint.

For the Second Storm Commando, this day's journey was nothing, but rest was necessary. They also had some details to sort out, and Horn had been anxious since they set out.

"It's obviously just a smuggling mercenary group. At most, it's a little more difficult to deal with than before. Why is the information so vague?" "Triangle" is a film with long gray hair. He is in charge of the team's reconnaissance missions and is the leader of the reconnaissance team.

Horn still held his shield, his back straight, and shook his head slowly: "So far, our superiors haven't told us what those desperate criminals are smuggling... but their attitude towards the smuggled goods is very strong, asking us to recover them, and not a single one is missing. Oboe, where does the smuggling route of these mercenaries lead to?"

"Direction? Don't you all know it? - I understand... wait for me." The Liberi girl understood the captain's eyes, and the confusion in her eyes turned into solemnity. She opened her portable terminal to analyze the direction of the nearest mobile city, "...It's the toughest one. He has a sub-city of a city that was parked in a plot near the border garrison two months ago in the name of internal rest and recuperation. However, the distance is a bit subtle."

"...Not a battleship?" Beth on the side couldn't help but ask.

"It shouldn't be them...some earls often do these little tricks." Xiao Gu took off her boots, poured out the sand inside, put them on, and immediately began to check her weapons.

Cello didn't quite understand what the captain and the others were worried about, but she could tell from Horn's expression that the matter was very important. However, this was not something that a tall non-analyst like her was good at, and at this time she began to miss the bagpipes.

"'Mandolin' is back." The white-haired Bess noticed the return of his companion. Horn looked at Fidea who had returned and nodded. "After asking clearly, Lieutenant Dacita's family was killed by the Iron Eagle Mercenaries five years ago. Since then, he has been fighting against this mercenary group. He has rejected several promotions because of the need to transfer to another area. He has two capable assistants, Rexxar and Bruce. Rexxar is the green-haired Liberi in the army, responsible for assisting in combat; Bruce is the brown-haired Filin, responsible for communications."

"Thank you for your hard work." Horn nodded to the Fidelia woman.

"Also, 80% of this information was provided by Rexxar. That guy can tell you the terminal number of his neighbor if you just talk to him for a few more words."

"what do you mean……"

"This information should be told to us by Dashita. He is expressing his stance and demonstrating." Beth frowned.

"It doesn't matter. At least we know why this joint operation was led and executed by him even though they were all lieutenants." But Horn was more concerned about the strange things beyond this operation.

"It seems that they already regard him as a captain." Oboe sneered.

"With our assistance, the Iron Eagle Mercenary Group was wiped out. The lieutenant's knot was resolved and his rank was promoted. It was a natural thing to do." The woman code-named Snare Drum put away her crossbow with an expressionless face.

Only Triangle noticed that the captain's expression was not right: "Captain, you are worried..."

Horn just hoped that his guess was wrong.

"Bagpipes... maybe I shouldn't have let you go behind enemy lines. This is more dangerous than I expected."

……

"Danger! Pay attention to defend!"

"It still has strength, you're too close!"

"Beware!"

Ling Dengxian took a deep breath and clenched the city-breaking spear. The beast in front of him looked like a black panther and still had a small amount of shell. Its agile movements and sharp claws were its most troublesome parts.

It was another thrilling retreat and evasion, but this time Ling Dengxian had a little more chance to counterattack because of his predicted action. He seized the opportunity and thrust out with his spear -

"No! You're too slow!"

The tip of Ling Dengxian's spear pierced the beast's body. The beast had a ferocious expression, and it clapped its claws before death took away all its strength. Ling Dengxian's pupils shrank, and he moved his arms, which were holding the city-breaking spear. The claws that were supposed to hit his head narrowly missed, but his shoulder was inevitably hit instead and was injured. The pain made his whole body tremble, but he still managed to stand his ground under the beast's dying pounce.

"Quick! Clean the wound!" Ling Dengxian had just pulled the city-breaking spear out of the beast when Feng Di rushed up with medical supplies.

Seeing this, Ling Dengxian quickly stepped back. Feng Di was very confused: "What's wrong? You can't be slow in cleaning the wound. Although the probability is not high, there is still a risk of infection when the wound is exposed to the air."

"Can you please put down the white vinegar first?" Ling Dengxian stared at the bottle that looked similar to the one containing medical alcohol.

(After switching to medical alcohol and being held down by Feng Di to disinfect and clean the wound) "Xiao Xian, I'm still a little curious, what is your hometown like? Oh, if it's not convenient to tell, forget it." Feng Di looked at Ling Dengxian who was wrapping a bandage on the wound and asked the question again curiously.

“It’s a bit inconvenient indeed.”

Upon hearing this, Bagpipe lowered his head in frustration.

"You stand and I sit. It feels a bit inconvenient, right?" Ling Dengxian patted the bluestone beside him with a smile of "successful prank".

"Eh?" Feng Di was stunned for a moment, then realized that this guy was playing a word game with Yan Country, and sat down angrily and snatched the bandage from his hand: "It's not convenient for you to use one hand, right?"

"Haha!" The two laughed at the same time. Ling Dengxian obediently handed over the bandage and let Fengpi do what he wanted. He thought about it and said:

"My hometown is very far away... You don't have to spend energy looking for it on the map. You won't find it. There is no Originium in that place—"

"!" Fengdi was struck by the opening lightning, with an incredible look on his face, "No Originium! How is it possible!? Could it be that your hometown is..."

"Don't worry," Ling Dengxian smiled. He was prepared for Fengpi's shock before he decided to tell her. He also believed that Fengpi had his own judgment. "In my hometown, there is no Originium, but there are other energy sources--"

"Sorry, wait a minute, without the Originium..." Fengdi suddenly realized another even more shocking problem.

"There would be no mineralogy." Ling Dengxian nodded.

Fengdi was so shocked that he stopped moving, and Ling Dengxian smiled bitterly: "But the conflicts there are no less than those on Terra... all kinds of disputes, for energy, for faith, for profit... Oh, oripathy is indeed terrible, but oripathy is not the only terminal illness in the world. I have gone off topic. As I said before, my hometown is a country very similar to Yan Country, but there are no real dragons."

Fengdi listened silently as Ling Dengxian talked about his lifestyle and eating habits. When he said he was tired, Fengdi couldn't help but ask, "There is no mineral disease, no natural disasters... Is this really a place that exists?"

"That's why I said...it's difficult for me to go home." Ling Dengxian said.

The Vaifan girl looked at the boy with her sapphire blue eyes. The boy did not dodge and returned her sincere gaze seriously.

He couldn't dodge. If he did, all the hard-earned trust would be broken. It was quite risky for him to bring up things about the original world this time.

He just wanted to trust the bagpipes.

He wants an equal relationship, not one where one party benefits from the other. He gets trust and he returns trust.

Bagpipe's eyes softened and he chuckled, "What? Are you still worried that I don't trust you?"

"Flute."

"Well," Fengpi gathered her hair that fell on her shoulders and smiled, "If it's far, just hold on. If it's hard, just work hard. I won't say anything like "leave it to me", but I promise that I will accompany you on your way home."

The dry river valley woke up, as if a green wind blew, and small white flowers bloomed in the green grass waves full of vitality. Gradually, the green faded, but the white flowers remained, bright and moving.

"Thank you, Bagpipe."