Chapter 138 Defeat Them All (1/2)

Frank and his men reached the 'crime scene' at the same time.

Calling it a 'crime scene' wasn't entirely appropriate either as nobody noticed any corpses or traces of battles along the way. There was nothing at all!

It was unnerving.

Nobody believed that the loud scream was an illusion. After a quick headcount, they confirmed that they were short of 1 person.

With such a obvious outcome, something must be wrong with Frank if he didn't realize the problem by now.

”Continue to find him.”

He didn't have any intention to give up that easily. Instead, lifted up his arm and clenched his fist in the air.

”Form groups of three. If there's any attack, report to me immediately!”

None of them defied his orders. They nodded and spread out to search for traces of their comrade.

However, no one noticed that inside in the tunnel, Rhode was quietly hiding and peeking out within a crevice that looked like a gap in an alley and attentively catching on to every movement.

”Hmm, it seems like these guys aren't too bad.”

Rhode silently nodded to himself. Once the mercenaries scattered, he carefully slipped out from between the gap.

”This style of battling is meaningless, Master.”

Celia followed closely behind Rhode and gave her view of the situation with a serious expression.

”Such a sneaky victory will not bring us a glory!”

”So, what do you suggest then?” Rhode spoke without looking back as he leaned on the wall attentively, scanning both directions to ensure no one was around.

”We should fight them face to face with dignity!”

Celia held up her sword in front of her with both of her hands, maintaining the staunch, yet somehow saintlike demeanour.

”What? Are you stupid?”

The one who answered Celia wasn't Rhode, but it was Gillian instead.

”Haven't you realized that these guys are abnormal?” Gillian continued.

”Master's strength is far below them. Only when we take such approaches then we can achieve victory and accomplish the mission! Will you take responsibility if we end up being surrounded by them after engaging them face to face? Can you please use your brain? Or did all the nutrients end up in that chest and wings of yours. It is fine if you fall in battle because you can revive, but if something irreversible occured to Master, what do you intend to do?”

Celia's expression changed after listening to Gillian's counter.

”This… I will not let this happen!! I will give my all for my Master!”

”Hmph, if the world can be conquered by your words alone, then I can help master conquer the entire universe.” The cheeky female voice echoed in Celia's head once again, giving her no chance of a comeback.

”As long you give your best? — Okay, okay little bird with wings, now is not the time to fill your head with your own distorted knighthood view of willpower. Focusing on the battle is your duty. Remember that you are a summoned spirit. Live up to it, just like those dogs who stick with their owners till death! Don't mess up this situation, stupid!”

Celia remain silent as she knew deep down that Gillian was right, albeit her being slightly disrespectful with her words. However, even if she wanted to rebut, she couldn't because Gillian's rank was much higher than hers! Unlike Gillian, Celia was only a normal battle angel, whereas Gillian was an elemental lord. Although the both of them did not belong to the same deck, this hierarchical relationship was distinct.

Celia remained quiet as she gripped onto her sword, following behind Rhode without a word. To act as an assassin who sneakily hid in the darkness wasn't her forte when she was a knight that often battled face-to-face.

Soon enough, Rhode spotted his target.

Three mercenaries were walking slowly in the tunnel with burning torches in their hand, carefully scanning the surroundings as if they were looking for something. None of the mercenaries seemed to be shouting for their comrade's name, therefore it was quite clear that the notion was meaningless, and that the missing comrade did not mean much to them. They were more concerned about their own safety — If not they wouldn't have left their homes to become a mercenary for money.

At this moment, the three mercenaries were focusing their attention on the front and their immediate sides. Rhode, who was behind them, closed the distance between them rapidly.

1 step… 2 steps… 3 steps…

Rhode matched the pace of his steps with that of the men's footsteps. Once the time was right, Rhode stood up from his crouched stance and gestured towards Celia with a hand signal. Although she was dissatisfied with his choice of engagement, she was indubitably still very dedicated to him. After spotting his hand signal, Celia did not hold anything back as she spread out her wings in a split second. She raised her sword high and flew towards the three poor souls.