Chapter 827: Hostage Exchange? (1/2)

The Black-winged elder looked at Arkiv for a while to see any change in the expression. But there is nothing. He is as relaxed as ever.

Then he diverted his attention to grace and asked about her well-being before reassuring her about the city and left.

After they left, Grace looked at Arkiv and asked.

”How did he manage to do that?”

”Do what?” Arkiv came out of his daze and said.

”Attack the city.”

”Oh, that? We all want to know that don't we? Unfortunately, we cannot figure that out unless he comes here and explains it to you.”

”Do you mean what you said about the citizens being involved?”

”Of course, do you think he made these explosions just for the fun of it? This is a warning for you guys.”

”How can you do that? Citizens are not involved. How is that fair? If you are men try and do something to us.”

”That is rich coming from you. Do you even dare to talk about fairness in front of me? You surrounded us, even before we appeared in this world and as soon as our feet touched the ground, there is already a space lock.

You are judging us for being unfair.”

”We are just following orders. Anyway, we are soldiers, fighting each other. Why do you have to bring citizens into this?” She became more and more frustrated.

Arkiv rolled his eyes and only one word.

”Naïve.”

”Who are you calling naïve?” For some reason, she became a bit angrier.

”Who else is here? You attacked us first, with or without the orders doesn't matter, before you attacked you should have thought about your citizens, children, and all the other people that you have with you. Because every action of yours is bound to influence their lives too.

You cannot go and pull the tail of the vicious beast and demand that it only retaliate as you wished.

Even if only one person in the group does that, the whole group suffers, it all depends on who has the higher power and that person's mood.

There is nothing fair or unfair in this. This is how the world works. If you think it is otherwise, you are clearly naïve and you are not suitable for killing and fighting.”

”How can you decide that? What right do you have?”

She bowed her head down as she asked weakly.

”I don't get to decide this. After all, what authority do I have to decide? But that is what the world taught me. That is the world where I live in.”

With that, the conversation was cut off.

Arkiv looked at her dull eyes and various thoughts are running in his mind.

At this moment, Sam is sitting on a tree with the telescope as he looked at the temple and the rest of the city.

He has been doing that every day, to find out the routine.

Actually, he wanted to infiltrate the city with shadow mice as the earlier planting bombs was successful, but he has his reservations.

There is a great chance that as soon as he came out of the divine dimension within the city, he would be spotted.

If he got caught, it would be difficult to get out again.

The fact that there is only One consummate level cultivator in this place is tempting him to do this even more.

The shadow mice grew and they can now escape their vision, but the initial spatial lock he was kept in is giving him second thoughts.

A place with spatial locks couldn't be so backward and they should have known about something like the shadow transverse.

There is a possibility that the key areas might have something that could help them detect these things, that is why he is hesitating a bit.

If not for that, he would have already entered the city and get Arkiv back before leaving again.

The fact that he couldn't blend in with the rest of the feathered is not helping either.

After some thought, Sam decided to try something else.

He called for Yaksha's shadow and sent him to infiltrate the city.

Even though the techniques of the shadow are not greater than the shadow mice and can even be considered worse, it would be a great test subject.

Sam could sense the shadow moving from one spot to another.

Now it is moving past the inner circle and is going farther and farther. His target is the temple in the middle.

The shadow even managed to enter the temple, but as soon as it entered the temple Sam lost the connection with it.

The last thing Sam felt when it was disconnected is a massive pressure and he spat out a mouthful of blood.