A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

Looking at Ren Dong, who had made up her mind, Wang Chong couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for this mother who was an assassin. Why did she, a woman of such talent, choose to risk her life on the battlefield when she could be doing peaceful work in the rear?

“All I know is how to kill. I can’t do those other jobs. Besides, you’re short-handed right now, aren’t you? I know that if you lose at the front, what good will it do for us who are supporting you from the rear? You might as well contribute your strength and kill a few more people to relieve your pressure.”

"That's what Ren Dong said. Of course, her considerations went beyond just that; her primary concern was little Lisa's illness. The only person who could cure little Lisa was this man before her. If anything happened to him, little Lisa would be beyond saving."

Moreover, Ren Dong did this to demonstrate her own value. Although she had already had the other party recognize Lisa as his goddaughter, he wouldn't abandon Lisa's illness now. But if she were content with the status quo, who knows, sooner or later this man might take a fancy to another child and focus his attention on that person, gradually neglecting Lisa. People are fickle, and relationships are not permanent. If she wanted to maintain this bond, she had to cultivate it.

No matter what, I must stay by their side. Even if I am not as strong as them, I might be able to take a blow for them and save their life in a critical moment. Perhaps, out of gratitude for this sacrifice, they will take better care of little Lisa.

Ren Dong was naive about these social niceties, which is why little Lisa suffered such a calamity in her place. This was a lesson Ren Dong learned with blood and tears, and she didn't want to repeat the same mistake.

“Alright, but for now, you’ll stay by my side and follow my lead. Your killing skills are impressive, but they’re a bit lacking for battlefield combat. Actually, your assassin career should develop in a more suitable direction, but we haven’t recruited enough people yet,” Wang Chong said slowly. “In the future, we can’t rely on the decryption machines captured by the Fourth Group to obtain intelligence on the enemy indefinitely. Sooner or later, we will have to fight other legions, and we also need to keep abreast of the situation within the Ursus Empire. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.”

"You want me to set up an intelligence agency?" Ren Dong instantly understood Wang Chong's meaning and asked.

“That’s right, this should be an area you’re familiar with. I’ll select suitable people for you, and you’ll be responsible for training them into promising talents. This will not only allow you to fully utilize your abilities, but the intelligence agency you’ve built might also help you accomplish what you’ve been dreaming of,” Wang Chong said.

"!" Honeysuckle's heart skipped a beat, and she asked tentatively, "How do you know what's on my mind?"

“I have thoroughly examined Lisa’s body. The concentration of Originium on her arm is significantly different from the average level in her body. It is obvious that Lisa’s Oripathy was contracted from an Originium crystal that cut her arm. In addition, my wording was not quite right just now; it would be more accurate to say that it was deeply embedded in her arm rather than cut.” Wang Chong said slowly.

“As a professional assassin, Madam, you would be careful not to harm little Lisa, let alone Originium. After all, professional assassins are experts at creating accidental deaths, aren’t they? Yet little Lisa still contracted Oripathy, and the wound is so deep. Clearly, someone, or someone set a trap for little Lisa, causing this Originium crystal to penetrate so deeply into her arm,” Wang Chong said.

"It seems that the murderer was extremely vicious. Instead of killing Lisa directly, he tortured her with this slow death, just like he tortured you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ren Dong's fists were clenched so tightly they cracked, clearly indicating that she was extremely angry because this painful memory had been brought up.

“You’re right. I only have two things on my mind right now. One is to get little Lisa back to health, and the other is to find that damned murderer.” Honeysuckle finally loosened her fist, calming her anger, and continued, “I understand. I will do everything in my power to build up the Reunion Movement’s intelligence agency. Infiltration, espionage, and assassination can all be handled by me.”

“Well, since you’re cooperating so actively, I’ll give you a direction as well,” Wang Chong nodded slightly and then said.

"direction?"

"Using Originium Crystals is certainly cruel, but what if the purpose isn't purely revenge and cruelty, but rather something else entirely? For example, if little Lisa becomes infected with Originium Crystals, then you, Madam, will have to focus all your energy on little Lisa, inevitably running around for her sake, leaving no time for your own work..."

After Wang Chong finished speaking slowly, he smiled slightly and asked, "So here's the question: who is the person who least wants Ingrid Venice to stay in the Venice family?"

After hearing Wang Chong's words, Ren Dong's eyes flickered slightly, as if she had thought of something. Then, Ren Dong leaned forward slightly and said, "Thank you for your guidance, sir. You not only healed my daughter but also helped me fulfill my desire for revenge. Ingrid doesn't know how to express her gratitude to her benefactor."

Wang Chong looked at Ren Dong's favorability rating, which had increased from 70 to 75 points, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. He then said, "It's alright. Just think of what you're doing now as repaying this debt of gratitude."

"Mommy!! Godfather!" Just then, a sweet voice came from afar. There came Linglan, carrying a small basket and wearing a sweet smile, hurrying towards them.

"Little Lisa, what are you doing here?" Honeysuckle was a little surprised, after all, this place was quite close to the front line, and if they were not careful, the fighting could break out here again.

"Lisa saw many people bringing food here, saying they were coming to help the uncles on the front lines. Lisa remembered that her mother and godfather were here too, so Lisa wanted to help them as well." Little Lisa picked up the basket, and when she opened it, she found some hot pancakes and a little bit of dried meat inside.

"This is too much!" Looking at her well-behaved and sensible daughter, Ren Dong felt both love and reluctance. Wang Chong, standing nearby, naturally understood Ren Dong's thoughts, so he first ruffled little Lisa's fluffy hair and then said, "Little Lisa, we really like the surprise you brought to your mother and godfather. But it's dangerous here. You can't come here on your own like this next time, understand?"

"Mmm... Lisa understands." Little Lisa was enjoying Wang Chong's head pat very comfortably.

"Madam, please go and settle Lisa in first, then come back later. Also, little Lisa might be more opinionated than you think, so listen to her more." After leaving these words, Wang Chong picked up a steaming hot pancake, said goodbye to little Lisa, and left, leaving only Ren Dong and little Lisa, mother and daughter.

Listening to Wang Chong's instructions, Ren Dong felt a strange sensation, as if they were a family of three, and this was just an ordinary daily routine of a wife taking care of her husband and raising her daughter.

"Waaah! I'm overthinking again... I feel like ever since that misunderstanding, I've had so many inappropriate thoughts." Ren Dong quickly shook her head, trying to clear her mind of these thoughts. She was a married woman, after all; how could she entertain such thoughts that were so unfair to her husband?

Chapter 119 Carjacking

On the plains outside the dense forest, in the camp of the ten-thousand-strong army, Nikolai was still sitting or lying in a chair in the largest tent, looking rather listless. His body wouldn't recover quickly from the blow Patriot had dealt him. The impression left by that spear strike was quite profound, almost casting a shadow over him. Fortunately, he wasn't the kind of ruthless person who relied on family connections to reach his colonel position, so he wasn't completely intimidated by Patriot.

However, the disparity in strength made Nikolai realize that if the capital couldn't send reinforcements to support their unit, even if he wanted to defeat the Patriots, he would likely have to pay the price of losing more than half of his Ursus soldiers. But that was only possible under ideal circumstances. Generally, an army's morale would collapse if its casualties exceeded 30%, and even Ursus, which valued military might and pursued aggressive warfare, could only manage to raise its casualty rate to 50%.

In other words, it would be virtually impossible for his army to capture that patriot using normal methods. This is why Nikolai has been hesitant to launch another attack these past few days, taking advantage of his injuries, and has instead focused on cutting down trees to widen the road from the plains through the dense forest to the battlefield at the foot of the northwestern mountains.

"How many more days until the reinforcements from Saint-Germain arrive?" Nikolai asked the liaison officer beside him.

"According to the message we received, they are less than a day away. They should arrive tomorrow," the liaison officer said.

"Tomorrow... that means the next round of war will begin no later than the day after tomorrow." Nikolai had already received the military order. His Majesty the Emperor was furious and demanded that he annihilate the bandits and the traitor Patriot as quickly as possible. Upon receiving this news, Nikolai actually breathed a sigh of relief. This way, at least in the matter of killing Patriot, he wouldn't need to think too much and be constrained. He could simply wait for reinforcements to arrive and then treat him as a powerful enemy general.

"What's the latest news about those bandits on the mountain? Has anyone come down?" Right now, Nikolai was most concerned about the movements of those bandits on the mountain. If they got wind of anything and ran away, he would be completely doomed.

"Sir, according to the recent reconnaissance by our scouts, the enemy has been continuously building up their existing fortifications and shows no signs of attempting to escape. Moreover, the key roads at the foot of the mountains have been surrounded by our scouts, leaving them no chance to escape from there," said an officer in charge of the matter.

"Well... then, gentlemen, please train your soldiers well and boost morale. Keep a close eye on the bandits' movements. When reinforcements arrive, it will be time for us to wash away our humiliation!" Nikolai clenched his fist and said coldly.

……

Saint-Golden Castle is located on the western side of the Ursus Empire, quite far from the vast ice plains to the northeast. Therefore, the transportation of supplies mainly involves prioritizing dispatches from military bases near the central region to the eastern ice plains, and then using Saint-Golden Castle in the west to transport supplies to the central region for replenishment.

On the official road leading from the central region to the southeastern plains, numerous armed transport vehicles were speeding towards their target area. Inside were the supplies Nikolai needed for this mission.

The weather is excellent today, and the visibility is superb. Once we cross the rocky area ahead, we will have officially entered the eastern region, and then we will be close to the camp on the southeastern plain.

The transport crew hummed a tune as they recklessly drove the truck into the rocky terrain. For their transport department, this was a lucrative job; the work was simple and easy, and each delivery brought in a hefty sum. Most importantly, they could earn military service merits without fear of personal danger. After all, within the Empire's borders, who would dare to risk hijacking a military transport vehicle?

"Snapped--"

However, what a coincidence! When these transport trucks were halfway there, all their tires burst. This forced them to quickly slow down and stabilize the trucks to prevent them from overturning.

"(Ursus curse)! How did the tire just explode?!" The disgruntled transporter got out of the vehicle to check the situation, but as soon as he got out, he found that some black mist had started to rise around him at some point. Combined with the shadows of the tall, towering rocks around him, it made the daytime seem somewhat eerie.

"Where did all this darkness come from—" But before he could finish speaking, he felt he could no longer utter a word. Something brushed across his neck, followed by a warm stream splashing onto the ground, and his consciousness began to sink into darkness.

A fox-eared woman was seen concealed within the black mist. She killed the transport worker with a sharp blade and then slipped into the boulder, waiting for her next target.

"Something's wrong!" Noticing the transport crew's prolonged silence, the accompanying armed soldiers realized something was amiss and immediately got out of their vehicles, armed themselves, and began checking their surroundings. The drivers and soldiers in the other transport vehicles also disembarked at the commotion.

"Screw rustle..."

"Who goes there!"

The sudden commotion immediately alerted the armed soldiers. They aimed their ranged weapons forward, and their teammates, also gripping their weapons, watched warily as a figure sped toward them through the black mist.

"Stop! Don't move! Or we'll open fire!" The leading Ursus soldier immediately shouted, aiming his crossbow at the figure ahead. But to their surprise, the figure only accelerated, closing the distance to within meters!

"Fire!" The Ursus soldiers, armed with ranged weapons, opened fire on the approaching target, but the figure dodged their concentrated fire in an instant and reached the target in just a few breaths.

"Om-"

The sound of a chainsaw rang out, followed by several bloodcurdling screams. Ursus soldiers were either sliced ​​in half at the waist or sawed open, bleeding to death. The Ursus men, wielding greatswords and halberds, tried to resist the humanoid monster wielding the chainsaw, but they were utterly no match for it, easily overpowered. It was as simple as slicing through melons for the enemy to reap their lives.

Just as the soldiers behind saw their troops being defeated and were about to rush to their aid, two more figures appeared unexpectedly: one was a fox-eared creature, and the other was a woman with polished ram horns. The two worked together, and then, using its swift movement, the black mist managed to escape and inflict casualties on the enemy.

Screams rang out one after another, and the ground even shook from the impact. However, after a while, there were no more sounds. Clearly, everything had been dealt with.

The black mist gradually receded, and the corpses lying within it were silently swallowed up. Once the mist dissipated, only four people remained in the dozen or so vehicles.

"Lady Honeysuckle, Ines, Ghost Shark, you did a good job." Wang Chong withdrew all the black mist from his body, looked at the transport vehicles, and then nodded to the women who had contributed.

"Blood! I want it!" Ghost Shark said, his crimson eyes fixed on Wang Chong's palm.

"Alright, alright, I'll feed you in a bit. Don't rush. Ines, Honeysuckle, help me take stock of the supplies and see what our Ursus Emperor has sent to their front lines. Tsk, thank goodness I suggested bringing a few extra people along; I thought they'd send some war mages to support us this time. Looks like that emperor is hoping this army fails too."

Wang Chong seemed to sense the Ursus Emperor's thoughts and shook his head, saying, "At this point, he's still thinking about power struggles. Perhaps this is the tragedy of such a powerful emperor."

Before long, Ines and Honeysuckle had checked the supplies: a total of a thousand weapons, three hundred ballistae, one hundred sets of new heavy armor and alloy giant shields, twenty mortars, five anti-aircraft guns, three Imperial Artillery Forerunner drones for guiding precise artillery strikes, and most importantly, a gun carriage equipped with a mobile naval gun.

"They've given quite a lot of stuff. If these things fall into their hands, they could really deal a significant blow to the Reunion Movement. Especially this mobile naval gun vehicle; it's probably designed to target the Patriots." Wang Chong said, feeding Specter blood while looking at the list.

Meanwhile, Honeysuckle, watching the way the blood was being fed to the Ghost Shark, couldn't help but show a strange expression. She naturally knew that the blood could cure Oripathy, but this licking-like feeding method was just too odd.

Moreover, Honeysuckle was also curious about the relationship between Ghost Shark and Wang Chong. After all, although her daughter also took blood once a day at regular intervals, she had never been fed so much blood at once like Ghost Shark in front of her.

"To become someone important to him..." Ren Dong couldn't help but recall what Wang Chong had said before. If this were applied to the Ghost Shark before her, this woman must also be quite important to Wang Chong. She just didn't seem to be in a very good mental state.

Chapter 120 That Woman

"Let's go. We were lucky this time and successfully intercepted the Empire's support. Hehe, when these things hit them, that'll be the real fun." After feeding the Ghost Shark and increasing its favorability by 1 point to reach 70 points, Wang Chong used the Black Mist to pack up all the supplies in the transport vehicles. Then, he unfolded the platform and left with Honeysuckle and the others.

With Wang Chong's ability to fly, the Ursus army's attempts to stalk them at the foot of the mountain are a joke. Now all they need to do is wait for the other side to realize something is wrong and launch a hasty decisive battle. In any case, Wang Chong's Reunion Movement can afford to drag it out; the longer it drags on, the more positive benefits the Reunion Movement will gain.

Soon, the rocky forest was as if no one had ever been there, everything as before. Perhaps only the bloodstains on the ground could prove that a struggle had just taken place here.

However, about half an hour later, a female figure walked quickly into the rocky forest and ran straight towards the place where the conflict had just broken out.

When she stopped, she revealed a face so exquisite it was like a work of art. Her translucent skin, brighter than the purest jade, shimmered with a warm glow in the light. Her ruby-like eyes were deep and mysterious, as if holding endless stories. Her silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, swaying gently in the breeze and reflecting a soft halo in the sunlight. Her fine eyelashes trembled slightly, adding a touch of liveliness to her stunningly beautiful face.

Although the massive sword behind her seemed out of place, it did not detract from her elegant demeanor in the slightest. Her slender waist and long legs were perfectly proportioned. Within her seemingly frail body lay astonishing power. Her gait carried both the naivety of a young girl and the composure and confidence unique to warriors.

If Wang Chong were still here, he would recognize this woman at a glance—the woman he has been displaying on the signboard all this time—Skadi.

“The source of the sound should be here. I clearly heard my companion’s familiar call just now.” Skadi raised her head slightly, her pale neck tracing a graceful arc as she looked around and murmured.

However, Skadi did not see any of her familiar companions. Only the lingering echoes in the space allowed Skadi to sense that her companions had once lingered here.

"Blood... is it an injury?" Skadi knelt on the ground, feeling for the blood on the ground, a shadow of gloom flashing across her face.

Since awakening, Skadi had been wandering the continent somewhat aimlessly, searching for her teammates. She could always hear faint echoes, and it was these reverberations that gradually led her towards Ursus. Now, having finally mustered such a strong feeling, she had come up empty-handed, a small blow to Skadi.

"..." Skadi closed her beautiful eyes and began to carefully sense the changes in the surrounding sounds, trying to recapture the intuition within her body. This time she was very close to her companions, and she believed that as long as she continued to search with her senses and hearing, she would one day reunite with them.

……

“The sound of the waves…that’s home…hehe…home…home? What’s home?” On the platform, Ghost Shark stared blankly in a certain direction. For a long time after being fed blood, Ghost Shark had been very quiet, occasionally uttering such murmurs in its sleep. Ines, who had been with Ghost Shark for a long time, had gotten used to it.

“Home is where your family is, and home is where your family is.” Just then, Wang Chong sat down next to Ghost Shark and said slowly.

"Family?" Ghost Shark tilted his head, seemingly deep in thought, then shook it and said, "Family... I don't know... Hometown... I can't find it. Will you help me find it?"

"Yes, I will once things settle down here." Wang Chong gave an uncertain answer, but even so, Ghost Shark's mood improved considerably upon hearing it. He tilted his head back and softly hummed a melody he had picked up from somewhere: "?~……?~……"

Wang Chong listened to the Specter Shark's unconscious humming, his eyes narrowing as he looked in the direction they had just left. Wang Chong had already noticed the disoriented orca, and he was using the same method to gradually lure Skadi back to him.

Specter's song, in harmony with his, slowly drifted towards Skadi, guiding the lost soul who had come ashore to find his companions again.

As for why not just bring Skadi there... besides Wang Chong wanting a more natural meeting, it's also because if Skadi's movement speed isn't bad, she can just make it to the scene of a decisive battle.

……

A few days later, in the camp of the 10,000-strong Ursus army, Colonel Nikolai seemed somewhat agitated.

The transport convoy had suddenly lost contact. This was bad news for Colonel Nikolai. Not only did it mean they would likely have to fight a desperate battle with their current supplies and weapons, but they also faced judgment from the central government. The support team had already crossed the central region and reached their vicinity, but they had simply vanished. Someone had to take responsibility for the lost supplies and personnel, and without a doubt, Colonel Nikolai would be the primary person held accountable.

"Damn it, why did things have to go wrong at this time!" Colonel Nikolai was extremely frustrated. He simply couldn't understand why the support troops would have an accident so close to his territory. The scouts he had sent out hadn't found a trace of them yet.

"Could it be those bandits on the mountain? Impossible. Putting aside how they knew the news, how did they find the convoy's route? I've already sent men to block the entire foot of the mountain; there's no way they could have come down from there. Could it be that they hollowed out the entire mountain, creating a passage through our blockade?" Colonel Nikolai racked his brains but couldn't come up with a solution.

"Sir, we can't delay any longer! Our army's food supplies are running low. If we continue like this, we might not even have enough to eat on the way back!" At this moment, the logistics officer entered the tent with a worried look on his face and said to Colonel Nikolai.

Bad news followed one after another, forcing him into a do-or-die situation. Colonel Nikolai knew that if he continued to inactive, and food supplies ran out, he would have no chance of successfully defeating the villains on the mountain; death would be the only outcome awaiting him.

"I originally thought that only the guerrillas and their commander Bozokasti were formidable. As long as we dealt with them well, the other bandits were nothing but weeds that could be easily eliminated... But who would have thought that first, an elite crossbowmen team from the southwest annihilated a thousand of our soldiers, and then the Sarkaz people from the northwest were like monsters. Not only were they difficult to kill with a knife, but each of them was also exceptionally strong! Even the ordinary bandits were fearless and hard to crack."

The more Colonel Nikolai reviewed the first battle, the more alarmed he became. He was beginning to regret accepting the mission; that guy Tunes probably wanted nothing more than to drag him down with him to his death, which was why he had assigned him such an exceptionally difficult task.

"Give the order... prepare for the final battle with those bandits!" Colonel Nikolai knew his army couldn't afford to drag this out any longer. Rather than continuing the search for the almost vanished transport convoy, it was better to take a gamble now and risk everything to take this tough nut off the mountain.

"Yes!" The messenger immediately carried out the order and began mobilizing the Ursus army; a new war was about to break out again.

Chapter 121 War Reignites

Inside the tunnel carved into the mountain, Wang Chong, Talulah, and others continued discussing the construction and deployment of fortifications for the day, aiming to utilize the previously intercepted equipment as soon as possible. Meanwhile, the Reunion Movement had added approximately one hundred combat personnel, who were now undergoing intensive training to ensure effective coordination.

"Leader of Talulah! Mr. Wang Chong! Enemy forces have been spotted! A large number of soldiers are arrayed and entering the dense forest, heading towards our northwest foothills!" Just then, a scout who had been monitoring the Ursus camp rushed over and immediately reported the situation to everyone present.

“It seems that Colonel Nikolai has already discovered that their support has failed, and coupled with the fact that we’ve been dragging this out for too long, they don’t have enough food. They’re preparing for a final battle against us,” Talulah immediately assessed. She turned to Wang Chong and said, “Chong, have everyone return to their respective areas immediately and prepare for battle.”

“Yes, I think those at the front have received the information. Let’s go, Talulah—it’s time to end this war. This time, let everyone fight according to the established strategy,” Wang Chong said slowly.

……

War broke out once again in the northwest corner, and this time Nikolai mobilized almost all of his soldiers to the northwest front. After the previous battles and the subsequent rest and recovery, Colonel Nikolai's army of ten thousand men had dwindled to only seven thousand nine hundred. Many of them still bore unhealed wounds, and could barely lift a sword, let alone fight. Even so, this wounded and disabled unit was still entirely deployed to the front lines.

Nikolai further dispatched over four hundred elite troops to the southwestern foothills, leaving only these seven thousand five hundred men as the main force for this offensive consolidation. In reality, based on several days of reconnaissance and further exploration of the terrain at the southwestern foothills, it was clear that even with a larger force, it would be difficult to achieve anything in that mountainous terrain where it was extremely difficult to deploy formations and utilize manpower. Therefore, his true intention was to have this force construct a defensive line to contain and block the threat from the southwest, preventing the formidable crossbow unit from becoming a surprise force supporting the northwest front.

Once the deployment was complete, Nikolai was finally able to focus on controlling the situation in the Northwest. This time, large quantities of heavy weaponry, such as mortars, heavy artillery, siege spears, siege guns, and mine-laying vehicles, were continuously transported to the front lines along the newly opened forest passages. The artillery battalions and mage battalions, under the close protection of the infantry, quickly advanced to the front lines and immediately launched a fierce bombardment offensive.

A barrage of artillery fire, combined with crossbow bolts and spells, rained down, leaving the mountainside ravaged and the previously constructed fortifications reduced to dust in an instant. The battle didn't even give the Reunion Movement's vanguard—the Sarkaz mercenary group—a chance to get close to the enemy before forcing them to retreat en masse, joining the Shield Guards to form a new defensive line to withstand the impending, even fiercer offensive.

The Sarkaz mercenaries and the Shield Guards began to coordinate their defenses, resisting the enemy's next barrage of fire while the Sarkaz and guerrilla mages and crossbowmen inflicted casualties on the distant enemies.

This intense exchange of firepower quickly lasted for almost the entire morning. The current firepower duel was essentially a contest of the overall capabilities and resource reserves of both sides' armies.

Undoubtedly, the Reunion Movement surpasses the Ursus forces in combat skills. However, in terms of strategic resource reserves, the Reunion Movement is likely inferior, as most of their weapons and equipment were obtained through force from the Ursus army. Only W, a natural-born battlefield specialist, can continuously use Originium Arts to create bombs for sustained long-range bombardment of the enemy.

"Hoo... What's wrong? Hedley, your sword swing is a bit slow. Are you starting to run out of energy?" After W fired another crossbow bolt, a familiar figure appeared in front of her, using a greatsword to deflect the incoming arrow. However, this time the deflection looked somewhat strained, and the movement even paused a few times.

"Perhaps, but I envy you for still having the energy to make jokes like that." Hedley bent down and lay in the trench, catching his breath and adjusting his breathing.

"You've been living too comfortably. Even Ines is still dancing and running around on the battlefield, full of energy. Ha, she's way crazier than me now, charging ahead like a madwoman, deliberately acting as a target to disrupt the enemy's offensive rhythm."

Watching Ines charge out of the trench, using her speed to draw enemy fire and disrupt their attack rhythm, creating opportunities for her and her allies to strike, W couldn't help but admire Ines's relentless drive and stamina. She always felt these things should have been done by Ines herself; how did it inexplicably become Ines's doing?

“Ines is much stronger than before. In terms of physical fitness, she has surpassed both of us,” Hedley said, noticing Ines’s transformation as well.

"Tsk... Strange. If she had only surpassed you, there would be a reason, but now she has even surpassed me... Where did this girl get so many benefits? Is it because of him?" W murmured, recalling how Ines had been inseparable from Wang Chong for a long time.