Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

"So, according to the previous agreement, where is the informant?"

Informant?

Solana then remembered something more important and quickly checked her watch.

An hour has indeed passed.

So, where's the informant?!

Has the mission been exposed?!

Or was it some other unexpected incident?!

Solana immediately became restless. Time was life itself; the safety of the team and the informant were all at stake.

If this is a trap, then in that brief moment, we could have organized a group of people to surround this place, and then the entire team would have no chance of escape!

But things aren't necessarily that bad; setting off rashly would definitely alert the informants here.

After all, Kazdel is still actually controlled by that damned Regent Theresis!

This was originally a decision that the captain should have made.

However, it just so happens at this time...

The signal has been lost!

Why now of all times?!

Solana now had one hand on the hilt of her sword at her waist, her azure eyes sweeping across the crowd, everyone appearing as her enemy at this moment.

That hostility was far too intense, just like her personality.

While it's good to consider the team's interests and to maintain a proactive attitude, however...

But he's still a very immature guy.

Too immature.

But that's not all. If a goddess of mischief truly exists in this world, then now is the time for her to manifest.

Because at this point, all that remained of Solana's oil drum was a smoldering ember.

And this Mars has already appeared at the table across the street!!!

Seeing that most of the people had left, and that the bartender seemed to be deeply affected by his past memories, the black-clad swordsman revealed everything he knew before entering the kitchen and not coming out again.

The black-clad swordsman walked straight up, pulled out a chair, and sat down in front of the two of them!

The Absolutioner sat down at the table of the Babel members. What does this signify?

Is it a showdown, a provocation, a public announcement, or something else entirely?

Although sodium chloride couldn't guess either, Solana beside her was like a cat with its fur standing on end, almost drawing her dagger, just short of leaping up and swinging it to carve a bloody path.

Sodium chloride held down the bristling cat with one hand, and with the other hand pressed down Solana, who was arching her body and about to exert force.

This is the absolute crushing power.

"There's someone there."

While holding down the struggling Solana, Sodium Chloride spoke calmly.

The literal meaning is indeed that there are people there, but it also tells the other party that unrelated people should not stay there.

The implied meaning is that an informant will come.

It depends on what the other party wants.

"That person won't be coming."

The silver-haired Sarkaz woman spoke calmly, like a seasoned chess player, as if she had seen through everything in the world, her face unmoved by any desires or noise.

"What do you mean."

"Finally, Sorenna, who had been prying the girl's right hand away, asked fiercely."

The longsword, poised to strike from its sheath, already gleamed with the luster of Originium Arts.

"The person you're looking for is dead."

Completely ignoring the hostility emanating from the other party, the black-clad female swordsman merely glanced at the little fellow who was showing hostility towards her and then ignored him.

Not only was she not a threat, but more importantly, she didn't want to cause any more trouble.

No longer serving violence, she has long since embarked on the path of healing the sick and saving lives.

Although she doesn't believe that medicine can save this almost hopeless world, she still wants to do it.

After all, a doctor can only save a patient's body, but cannot save a person's soul.

They are even less able to extend their helping hands to more distant places.

In places she couldn't see, countless tragedies continued to occur.

However, she often could not alleviate the wounds of those who were grieving, and while she could treat illnesses and physical pain, she could not heal the hearts that were already broken.

Helpless, she could only offer final relief to those who were beyond redemption.

Before they have fully transformed into Originium Crystals.

"My name is Shining..."

A traveling doctor—that's the person you're looking for.

Chapter 132, Section 137: The Fortress

Saving one person only requires compassion, but what about saving many more?

There will always be someone who suffers a tragedy because of the person being saved.

No one can save everyone.

All forms of relief have specific targets and scope.

In order to save people, more people must be killed and those malicious networks must be completely eradicated.

The savior is also the perpetrator; for every gain, there is a loss.

The only reason she, a person burdened with guilt, still lives is to witness all of this.

Suffering has no end, and hell is never empty.

To completely solve the problem, more violent methods are needed.

Even if such methods are done in the name of "protection".

The only reason she was willing to bear such sins was because she was still alive.

Shining looked at the two people across the table.

Tower of Babel.

An organization she had heard of before; because of His Highness, she had followed the Kazdel royal family and wielded her sword for the sake of the royal family.

However, filling the bubble of hope with lies, allowing it to expand endlessly until the final tear, ultimately led to that war, after which all of that was taken away.

Where hope is lost, malice breeds.

Even the so-called "Your Highness" was a lie told by the Regent, and the so-called war to "solve all wars" did not solve all problems.

After the war ended, a long and bloody civil war began.

The battle between the two kings.

As a result, Her Highness's forces were almost driven out of Kazdel, and she herself had unknowingly participated in the vicious coup that initially tried to strangle Her Highness.

She saw with her own eyes that those loyal servants seemed to be the most fanatical believers.

The white-haired steward led his servants in a desperate battle against the imperial guards and the absolutists. They fought to the last man and never deserted. They did so voluntarily, just to hold off the regent's army and give His Highness time to escape.

It was almost like a kind of mental magic. If it weren't for the fact that everyone knew Theresa's character, Shining probably wouldn't have believed that ideals could have such power, enabling people to be willing to die for their beliefs.

This was unheard of in Kazdel, which is why the Regent wanted to exterminate them all to prevent any future trouble.

Perhaps it was divine intervention on Kazdel's part, but His Highness eventually escaped the coup in the Imperial City and then, after several years of silence, established the Tower of Babel organization.

The Tower of Babel was founded to solve Kazdel's survival problem.

This is the part of the past that Shining can understand using his abilities.

But that's not enough, far from enough.

After that incident, Shining only believed what he saw, not what others said.

That's why she sought this opportunity to make contact.

She needs to know what the Tower of Babel really is.

As for the former informant...

He passed away peacefully...

No, to be precise, it was because his identity was exposed that he was hunted down. In the end, he gave her the information and then breathed his last.

The two people in front of Shining gave her a completely different feeling.

The girl with long brown hair is clearly an infected person. The fact that she has recruited infected people as her combat personnel suggests that Babel Tower is indeed an organization that follows His Highness's will.

But... that silver-haired girl is in a bit of trouble.

At least in her eyes, the silver-haired girl exuded an aura of utter despair.

The blue-gray eyes beneath her long silver hair were not even her original appearance.

It's more like a fake skin, an artificial disguise.

Perhaps what lies beneath that outer shell is the most twisted thing in the world.

It's like an evil god walking on the earth!

But this very entity is now acting in concert with the Tower of Babel.

Is this the current strength of the Tower of Babel?

Or is there some unspeakable secret behind this?!

However, Shining suppressed these concerns for the time being; she didn't need to reveal these unstable factors yet.

"I am the person you are looking for."

To avoid wasting time, Shining didn't even have time to think of the code and just threw out the code she knew.

"Your secret code is 'Death and Eternal Sleep,' and I am the person you are looking for."

The code was indeed correct, but normally one party would say "death" and the other would respond with the code for "eternal sleep."

But this guy was really decisive and immediately threw out the complete form of the code to prove his identity.

"...Fine, since you're the person we're looking for, let's go."

Solana didn't want to stay here any longer either; losing contact with her teammates was not a good sign.

However, just as Solana was about to take the informant with her to complete her mission, she discovered that Shining had no intention of leaving.

"I do need to leave here, but before I do, I have some things I need to take care of."

I need to go to the fortress to bring back the "intelligence."

ha? !

The original contact person has been replaced by this extremely suspicious-looking guy. If it weren't for the coded message, Solana would never have believed her.

Even now, she wouldn't completely trust the Sarkaz woman in front of her.

As a result, the other party became even more demanding.

Solana's expression practically screamed, "Are you kidding me?"

"You summoned us here without any intelligence?!"

If an informant without any intelligence comes to make contact, doesn't that increase the risk of exposure?

"It is precisely because I need help that I called you, and this is also... the request of the person who should have been here."

"Why should I believe you?"