Chapter 882: Regre (1/2)

Li Kuanglan said helplessly, “Qianye, I asked you to leave some survivors.”

“There.” Qianye pointed at the officer leaning against the wall.

The man was hanging on his last breath and even a bit weaker than an ordinary soldier. Li Kuanglan scanned the officer with her perception and found that his body was in a withered state—his vitality was like a candle in the wind that would be extinguished at any moment.

This state was usually a result of being drained of essence blood by a vampire, but there were no fang marks on the officer’s neck.

Frowning, Li Kuanglan shivered as she recalled the countless bloody threads receding back into Qianye’s body.

Li Kuanglan tapped the officer’s chest, sending a wisp of frost energy into his body. The man gasped in pain, but then he became more spirited and some color returned to his face.

“Where are you from?”

The officer replied with some difficulty, “We’re from Wildwolf Mercenary Corps, mobilized on order of the Tidehark city guard. We’re in charge of sweeping the battlefield and dealing with prisoners after the battle.”

Looking at the corpses hanging on the cave wall, one could easily tell that they weren’t just “dealing” with the prisoners. Li Kuanglan wasn’t too familiar with the neutral lands yet, so she glanced over at Qianye.

“They’re scavengers.” Qianye’s explanation shed some light on the nature of these mercenaries.

These soldiers were basically cannon fodder, wading into battle during war and in charge of sweeping the battlefield afterward. Because they were so weak, their only payment was in the form of post-war spoils during cleanup. In truth, most of the good stuff would be taken by the main army, leaving only a pitiful amount for these mercenaries. Hence, they weren’t willing to let go of a single bit of gear. That was also why the corpses outside had been stripped clean. A suit of semi-intact armor was already a fairly good harvest for them.

Such mercenaries would usually torture their prisoners. Usually, it was to see if they could squeeze out some benefits, but most of them would just do it for fun. As the pettiest existences on the battlefield, even their own people would look down on them. Hence, their suppressed emotions would convert into an indescribable thirst for violence once they were afforded the chance.

It was only natural that Qianye would be angered to the point of using Life Plunder to wipe out the entire mercenary unit.

The officer’s aura soon passed its peak and began declining. Li Kuanglan tapped on his chest again. “Who were you fighting and why?”

“I heard they’re people from Southern Blue, a newly formed mercenary corps and their city guard. They had just suffered great losses after defeating the Wolf King’s army. We caught them completely off-guard and defeated them after a while.”

Li Kuanglan asked a key question, “Where’s the Southern Blue city lord?”

“There’s no way we would know. I only heard that they managed to capture a major character and another escaped. I don’t know… anything else…” The officer’s aura gradually weakened. Soon, his head was hanging to the side, never to move again.

Li Kuanglan stood up, saying, “That’s all we’ll get out of him.”

This officer had been struck by Qianye’s Life Plunder and was already on the verge of death. For him to speak as much as he did, Li Kuanglan had to use her origin power to excite his vitality.

Qianye asked, “Who was the one captured and who escaped?”

Li Kuanglan sighed. “You know the answer, why ask me? According to reason, the one who has escaped should be Ji Tianqing, and the other, Song Zining. Perhaps neither of them was captured and that so-called major character is someone else.”

Qianye sighed. “I have a feeling that the one captured is Song Zining.”

Li Kuanglan said, “Don’t be in a rush, the other party beat Ji Tianqing and Song Zining, so they’re probably not easy to deal with. It’s no use if you go in this condition.”

Qianye’s eyes flickered with a frosty glow. “Perhaps I can’t save Song Zining right now, but whoever the other party is, I must let them know that I’ve come. If they do anything to him, I’ll pull them up by the roots sooner or later.”

Qianye was neither gnashing his teeth nor stomping his feet—he merely stated this in a calm manner. Li Kuanglan’s expression was complicated. “Song Seven is quite fortunate to meet someone like you. Let’s go, we’ll continue tracking them. I’m sure their main camp isn’t far off now.”

Li Kuanglan walked out of the cave with Qianye in tow. She then signaled for the airship to ascend to a high altitude and await orders. Meanwhile, she and Qianye would track the enemy on foot.

The airship was priceless, yet its defenses were fairly mediocre. Li Kuanglan didn’t want to risk losing the vessel considering the other party had the power to take down an expert like Song Zining. The airship would be a sitting duck before an enemy of this level.

At this moment, an old man suddenly appeared behind Li Kuanglan. “Allow this old servant to follow you.”

Li Kuanglan said, frowning, “This is my battle and it has nothing to do with the family. No one is to interfere!”

“Young Master…” The old man wanted to persuade further, but Li Kuanglan and Qianye were already moving away. The old man could only fly back to the airship with a sigh.

Both of them were adept at tracking, and Qianye even more so in the wilderness. They found their way to the objective after a while of searching.

It was a valley with a water source. The entrance had been fashioned into a temporary camp with a thousand soldiers garrisoned within.

Taking cover behind the complicated landscape, Qianye and Li Kuanglan retracted their auras as they observed the place.