I, who was eager to retire, became an Imperial General.

Chapter 76 Don't you want to know where your enemy is?
"Tick!"

Inside the tent, listening to the ticking of the stopwatch and looking at the silver-haired girl sitting opposite him, staring at him silently, Serbia, bound hand and foot and kneeling on the ground in a humiliating posture, felt an unprecedented sense of defeat.

She desperately wanted to ask the other person why they hadn't killed her.

But after meeting the other person's emotionless, mechanical eyes...

Serbia, who was all too familiar with that look of contempt for the weak, immediately understood that this pointless questioning had no purpose other than to humiliate her.

So, with her self-esteem utterly crushed by the other party's terrifying power yesterday, she could only strain to support her weary neck.

They planned to wait for death, which they didn't know when, with this barely-there, stubborn attitude.

In this eerie silence, time slipped away unnoticed.

It wasn't until Serbia was about to reach her breaking point with this unusual form of torture that she tried to provoke the other party into killing her.

As the tent was suddenly pulled up, a handsome man with black hair and black eyes walked in.

She was immediately astonished to discover that the silver-haired girl, who had rarely shown any emotion since capturing her, reacted the moment she saw the newcomer.

An undisguised joy appeared on the other person's mechanical face. Then, through their voice, she learned their true identity:

Good morning, Warrant Officer John!

"Hmm, Leia, you look great too! You seem very energetic today, that's good!"

John was somewhat surprised to see that Leia, a socially awkward person, had taken the initiative to greet him today, and he immediately praised her.

Just as he was about to continue praising the other party's achievements in order to strengthen his relationship with this female protagonist's relative, a cold gaze from the side caught his attention, and he subconsciously looked in the direction from which the gaze came.

After seeing the red-haired woman wearing a tattered dress and covered in blood.

Warrant Officer John, who was very familiar with this member of the main group, naturally recognized the other party's identity.

However, compared to the Red Dragon War God Serbia that he remembered as always being effortless and elegant, the other party's appearance at this moment could be described as miserable.

Especially after glimpsing the cracked state of the red crystal on the other's forehead that represented a dragon's horn.

Although he did not witness the battle firsthand, John had already deduced a general picture of what was happening.

After being directly subjected to the All Things Stripping Technique, not only was it unable to weaken its power by resisting magic, but it also caused a backlash because it exceeded its tolerance limit, and its left dragon horn was also shattered?
Serbia was really unlucky. If she had encountered the Star Shattering Sword Saint who was the same age as Leia this time, she probably wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat.

However, she encountered Leia, who possessed the same counter to the Red Dragon spell as Anna, and was subjected to the "Spell Killer" spell, which was specifically designed to target mages and was known as the "Spell Killer" in the later stages of the game.

The fact that the other party didn't die on the spot is already quite impressive.

However, compared to the fact that the other party has survived by chance, how to persuade them seems to be the most difficult problem to solve.
John pondered for a moment, then ignored Serbia's cold gaze and smiled at Leia, whose face was flushed. He then casually pulled over a chair, intending to sit in front of Serbia and chat with this member of the main group.

But before he could even speak, he realized that John was less than two meters away from him.

Serbia's eyes immediately lit up. Just as she was trying to use her strength to break free of her restraints and take the imperial lackey hostage in exchange for a chance to escape.

Just as she tried to move her wrist, another figure in the room moved.

"Oh!"

John only saw a dark shadow flash before his eyes, and then, to his astonishment, Serbia, who had been kneeling on the ground, was suddenly kicked away by Leia. He seemed surprised that, even under his watchful eye, this damned Allied assassin dared to make such a fuss.

Leia's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she was about to draw her sword to give this foolish Allied assassin a quick death.

But before she could take any action, John hurriedly called out to her:

"Wait, Leia, don't do anything! Let's talk this out!"

Seeing Leia's murderous expression, John finally came to his senses.

He first glanced at Serbia, who had been kicked by Leia and was coughing up blood on the spot, his chest involuntarily collapsing, with a complicated expression. He immediately felt a chill run down his spine and gained a general understanding of Leia's terrifying combat power.

He sighed softly, and without asking anyone to help Serbia up, he silently gazed at his former favorite companion and spoke calmly:

“Serbia Reinhardt, let’s have a good talk.”

"I have nothing to say to you filthy imperial lackeys, just give me a quick death!"

Serbia stared coldly at the black-haired youth in front of him. At this moment, based on Leia's attitude just now, combined with some descriptions given by Baron Micah earlier, he realized that...

She had already become aware of the other party's identity.

Therefore, she knew very well that, according to the Imperial Army's past practices, after capturing her as a special individual, they would most likely send her, this 'defected' experimental subject, to the Magic Research Society for inhumane experiments in an attempt to break the spell within her body.

She had already experienced the hellish feeling of having her flesh and blood peeled away inch by inch when she was thirteen years old.

Therefore, she knew very well that death might be a better choice than a life that could barely be considered alive.

Just as Serbia, filled with sorrow, was about to continue hurling insults in an attempt to provoke the ruthless and cunning John Maslow and force him to grant her a release,

The next second, the words spoken by the other person made her freeze in place:
"Don't you want to know where Mephisto Dragon, who once plunged you into hell, is now?"

"!"

Seeing Serbia staring at him with astonishment and disbelief, John couldn't help but smile.

To be honest, even when he was a player in the Allied Forces protagonist group, he had never seen his dashing teammate show such a surprised expression in the game.

If he didn't currently not have a camera on hand.

So no matter what he said, he insisted on taking a picture of the other person's embarrassing moment as a keepsake.

Although, in terms of timing, it's not really the right time right now.

John's smile slowly faded, and then, under the Serbian's gaze, which was a mixture of wariness and doubt, he casually crossed his legs, placed his hands naturally on his knees, and spoke in a relaxed and unhurried tone:

"It seems that your hatred for Mr. Mephisto has not diminished with the passage of time. Although it may be a bit offensive to say this, I am indeed pleased to see it."

"So, Serbia Reinhardt, how about we have a frank and open discussion?"

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(End of this chapter)