Chapter 191

Konrad had no doubt of the trio’s identity. They’d been checked with the Legion’s standard password, but it was a manual procedure.
Edwin’s face alone was a guarantee. To Conrad, who was oblivious to the fact that the Legion was in shambles, Edwin was a superior to be obeyed. It was also a pleasure to see a comrade after so long.
Soon, the seven-year hardware store owner was back to his old self.
Believing that your organization’s traitors and traitors are your comrades.
“I think we can discuss this here.”
The hardware store had its own basement. It was a cramped space, maybe three square meters. A map of Shiran sat on a table in the center of the room, and papers with notes were taped to the walls.
“Did they even create a space for this. What are those things on the wall?”
“I’ve compiled my own version of what’s going on inside the Empire, though it’s a bit sparse and unreliable due to the remoteness of the area. If you find it useful, please bear with me for a moment.”
Conrad pulls a pin out of the wall and sifts through some materials, which he naturally brings to Edwin. Edwin exchanges a glance with Kim, who confirms the contents.
“On March 19, 2045, Josef Klein, a serial killer who had terrorized the islands, was arrested. On April 3, he was brought to trial, sentenced to death, and escorted to Pelicanek Camp…….”
They all said something similar.
Unlike Edwin, who was like, “Why are you showing me this?”, Kim understood the context at a glance.
“It’s the same place they’re incarcerated.”
“You’re right, I still have the full name. What about you?”
“I’m Pablo, think of me as your operations officer.”
“Oh, I see.”
Konrad looked impressed, and then said.
“This is what most of the most heinous criminals in the Empire go through. They spend time in jail, and after their trial, they end up in the Pelicanek camps.”
“The camp will be heavily guarded.”
“Example. It’s a fortress of natural beauty, known in the world as an ironclad castle. It occupies an entire small island, and they say there’s no way in or out except by regular boat service.”
He said with a serious look.
“Once you’re locked in, it’s impossible to jailbreak.”
I’m not exaggerating. It’s not like Ishirad’s Pilstein, where horses were used as laboratories. A place that stays true to its original purpose of imprisoning the guilty.
In the game, Rapp attempts to take Kushan out, but fails miserably. Although he is not captured, he leaves a clue that reveals a weakness that will be exploited later.
“I guess I only get one shot at this.”
I have no intention of following the same path.
If things don’t work out, take a step back.
So if it succeeds, that’s it.
“There’s still time.
The Emperor has taken Kushan by force, but he won’t just throw him into a camp. There is due process. A public trial would discredit Rapp.
Otherwise, it could be argued that Rap was just being used by Kushan. If they do, they will be able to absorb Rap in the form of reclaiming the talent that was deceived.
“I can’t stop them from rigging the polls.
No matter how you roll, you’re bound to get poop on your lap. If you think of it as karma, you’re not wrong. That’s why Kushan has been working so hard all these years.
You can give me the flesh. Take the bones instead.
“Let’s raid the convoy.”
Fake terrorism won’t get away with it this time.
If you’re going to do it, do it with Chapter.
* * *
Bastitera, capital city of Magnú.
Dustborne and Celbrox Labs were welcomed into the kingdom without much fuss. Far from being uncomfortable, they were welcomed with open arms. They even gave us an entire empty palace.
With a royal brother and sister pushing for it, there was no opposition. The crown prince was the crown prince, but Ainoa’s bloody purge was still fresh in the minds of the nobles.
On behalf of the lab, the professor says yes.
“Thank you so much for your help. It must not have been an easy decision for you.”
“No need to bow your head. We’re just giving back a small part of the many blessings we’ve received.”
“You’re a bit of a tongue-in-cheek, Brother. Maybe you just didn’t like Xuran?”
Ainoa’s bruises only made Adrian snort.
“It’s a shame you’re the only one, because I’ve been looking forward to our reunion, but the one I’ve been looking for hasn’t come.”
“Moo, what nonsense! Carmen, you tell me, when did I do that!”
“Can I be honest with you?”
Ainoa’s eyes widened at the thought of telling her off. His mouth formed a mutter, which Carmen read as a threat to “behave yourself.
“Oh, sometimes, just sometimes, he’d get frustrated because I’d been so out of touch.”
“Yeah, I guess he can be upset, because Hyun and I are best friends.”
“I didn’t say who.”
“Brother, don’t be ridiculous, are you sure you’re comfortable with me now?”
“……How much more foul-mouthed are you getting?”
The back-and-forth conversations were nuggets of information.
Ekidna had already guessed a few things.
“Aha, this is what it feels like.
Even though they appear to be good siblings now, their tone of voice subtly reveals the twists and turns of their past. Another interesting topic was the unlikely love affair of the pretty Princess Pekatum.
“I haven’t gotten to know you properly yet. I’m Ainoa Salviati, and I’d like to get to know your colleagues in the prefecture. I hope you’ll make me feel at home.”
I’ve also gotten to know some new faces. We don’t know how long we’ll be here, but it won’t be a short stay. There was no reason to be mean to each other.
“It’s better than the rumors.
Ekidna’s preconceived notions of the Bastitera were fading in her mind. Some time ago, she’d heard that Pekatum royalty enjoyed eating human flesh, and she actually liked it.
The impression of the country was different. The anachronistic castle oozed grandeur and beauty, and the people’s complexions were bright for such a backward city. Nothing like Banjar.
This meant that the catastrophe was not directly threatening livelihoods. We’re still learning the details, but at least the capital is back to normal.
The land of possibilities.
And the powers that be sending favors.
‘I can’t think of a better place to do business.
Ekidna is armed with a gracious smile.
“Take care, we.”
* * *
News of Kushan’s arrest spread quickly within Shiran.
Instead of unfounded rumors, there was an official announcement from the Imperial Palace. The story was that the director of the CellBrojix Lab was once a researcher for the imperial court, but was expelled from the country for unethical research.
To be fair, there are more lies than truths.
The parasite research was on the Emperor’s agenda in the first place, and Kushan was so moved by the lab that he left Xuran.
But authenticity didn’t matter.
It’s been a long time coming, and even then it was done in great secrecy. No one knows the truth, except for a few deeply involved people.
The existing record of Heinz Millarck was too old. He was expunged because he was too old to be identified. Instead, a new identity was created for him.
At 33, he looks the part.
You have a family and career you don’t know about.
You’re headed to the judge, guilty of everything.
“Senior. What do you think?”
“What do you mean?”
“What do you know, that guy.”
Inside a specially built prisoner convoy. The bailiffs assigned to escort the prisoners glanced back. Beyond the barred door, a man sat upright.
The hottest issue in the empire right now. The public believes the imperial announcement at face value. The prisoner who was secretly taken away is now the devil’s child, and the entire nation is outraged.
“Human stallion. It’s even creepier because it’s so quiet.”
The prisoner’s face is haggard from the hardships of prison life. However, his demeanor is calm, not his complexion. I also heard that he hasn’t spoken a single word since then.
Reluctant humans who can’t figure out what’s going on in their heads.
That was the assessment of those who actually met the prisoner.
“I can’t tell you how many people have died because of him. He’s a mass murderer that will never be seen again in the history of mankind, and I’d like to see all the bastards at Celbrosys Labs go…….”
“Stop there.”
The Second Executioner Laurentis restrained the indignant junior.
“Since the cataclysm, Celbrosix Labs has been doing good, and if it’s an accomplice, it’s a deception, but it’s also possible that it’s just the man’s word against theirs, and they’re being used.”
“I doubt it.”
“Whatever it is, it means we’re not sure yet.”
He fiddled with his scabbard.
“We just need to do our job and that’s it.”
“Uh, right, sorry, I’ll focus on that.”
The escort was a substantial force. Five vehicles in total. In addition to the regular police, there are many imperial bailiffs. A small to medium-sized estate could be taken over in half a day.
so the bailiffs were half-hearted.
We have what you might call an ironclad defense, and no one has bared their teeth in Shiran in a long time, so we never thought we’d make it to the heart of the new nation.
No, someone might have thought.
But it was just a thought.
What madman would dare to unleash terror in Shiran?
In other words, we were complacent.
-Kaaaah!
An earth-shattering binge. The bridge shook violently, the carriage heaving. Laurentis hurried to steady himself. He barely regained his balance and looked out the window.
And I was horrified.
“Oh, no. Did you blow up a bridge…?”
The bridge was crumbling. Cars screeched to a halt, tires slashing. Bailiffs and police officers jumped out of their cars, shouting about terrorism and injuries.
In the midst of the chaos, only one person knew exactly what was going on.
“You’ve done it again, you maniac.”
Kushan had mixed feelings.
Bittersweet, and undeniably delightful.
I can’t believe anyone would do this to save themselves. I put aside all the headaches and headaches and felt pure joy and pleasure.
“Find the enemy! Keep him away from the prisoner!”
A gun, a knife, and a sword, each holding a weapon as they stare into the flames. Suddenly, a smokestack popped out of the smoke. Faint orange smoke began to rise from the center of the ranks.
Sleeping gas, a mixture of painkillers and gas anesthetics.
At the point of spreading, the hook caught on the railing of the bridge.
From below, a human figure climbed up the wire. At the same time, two more figures appeared through the smoke, both wearing gas masks.
-That’s a lot of troops. What about obstacles?
“Rule it out if you must.”
-Okay.
It was an order no other agent would have followed. I’d be stopped at the Rosetta or the Castle Rock before I even made it to Leila, but Ghost is the type to compromise my convictions.
It’s not humanly possible to say which is better.
Ghosts are outnumbered, at least as operational agents.
“We’re going fast.”