Chapter 1005 - Versatile Fickle! (2/2)

“Escaped? And how do those escapees know the specific situation of the opponent?!” The Saintess noticed the key point right away, her voice icy.

The man who just wanted to protect his own people knelt down in fear. “Reporting to Saintess, a part of them were captured by the other party, but for some reason, their commander ordered them to be released. The captured ones saw this small army with their own eyes.”

The Saintess snorted coldly. “Do you remember what I said after I integrated the tribes?”

Her question made the man shake like a leaf. He started reciting with difficulty, “After the great merger, no tribal distinction is allowed. If… if anyone violates this rule, their ears shall be cut off and their eyes gouged…”

As soon as he finished, two silver beams shot out. The man shrieked tragically as he collapsed to the ground while hugging his head, and then rolled around in agony.

“Since it wasn’t a big mistake, I only took one eye and one ear. If this happens again, I shall take your dog life!” said the Saintess.

The man endured the pain and quickly crawled up. “Thank you for your mercy! Thank you for your mercy!!” He repeatedly kowtowed.

The Saintess indifferently watched. Then, she slowly sank into thought, her eyes glinting strangely.

“Go back and tell the survivors to write a report, especially those who were released. Be as detailed as possible about the situation of that army, especially their commander’s appearance, voice, and name. Do not miss out any information regarding him,” instructed the Saintess.

The man retreated with her order.

“Anyone else have anything to report?” The Saintess looked at the other men.

Despite their extreme fear of her, the men still reported about the affairs they were in charge of. To their shock, the Saintess immediately gave a solution to every problem they encountered until they all retreated with her answers.

After they had all left, a young girl who had been standing next to the Saintess came up to her.

“Are you worried that this commander is the same person who stopped Ahetu last time?” asked the young girl.

The Saintess smiled and her whole aura softened. “No, I’m certain that he is. Creating miracles with a numbers disadvantage and completely unpredictable, can you guess who he reminds me of?”

When the Saintess said the word ‘miracle,’ the girl widened her eyes. “How is that possible?! Why would he be here?!”

“Who knows? Besides, if it is really him, it may not be a bad thing, but our plans may have to change.” The Saintess sighed and rubbed her temples. The emergence of the Fickle Army gave her a huge headache.

“If, I mean, if it’s really him, wouldn’t our next arrangement be…” the girl stopped mid-sentence, not knowing what to say.

“If it’s really him, then any adjustments to our plans must not be predictable. Otherwise, he will be able to make close guesses no matter what changes we make. After all, that’s the miracle of a generation.” The Saintess wasn’t stingy with her praise. However, in the face of the ordeal in front of her, she showed nothing but excitement!

“In that case, should we recall the reinforcements?” the girl immediately applied what the Saintless just said about not being ‘predictable.”

Hearing this, the Saintess became lost in thought.

“Let’s wait for their report. Even if it’s him, I don’t believe that he can capture Colorful Star with me here!” she declared with a serious face. She had full confidence in her ability.

Meanwhile, during the half a day that the Saintess waited for her report, the Fickle Army had officially started carrying out their missions. The first to make progress was Ye Qingtong.

“Have the bodies been disposed of?” she asked as she changed into the clothes of the patrol that her group had just taken care of.

“It’s taken care of, my lord!” replied a soldier.

“Alright, be quick-witted. We’ll be watching from nearby. If you’re exposed, run immediately. However, if you get caught, take off this disguise and find a quiet place to hide.”

Giving the Fickle soldiers dressed as the Sacks patrol a last piece of advice, Ye Qingtong looked in the direction of Bai Xiaofei and Tan Xin with an anxious heart.

“I hope it’s also going well for you guys…”