Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern-Central Region Corridor, Southern Region, Base Ursus
"..." I acted surprised noticing Lois had vanished from the battlefield, before dashing across the Southern-Central Region Corridor even though I felt drained from compressing the wild and violent energy from the nine exploding divinities onto the tip of my index finger before shooting it in the sky.
To an ill-informed eye, it might appear as I used the combination of my martial prowess and celestial force to achieve when actually all the credit went to the SSS-curses I had integrated with my primordial spirits to use my Thousand Curse Incarnation Body.
Most of the SSS-rank curses I was using could prohibit soul energy and rule power in various ways like compressing and confining them. I did so because I could force my opponents into close combat with me. After all, my strongest card was my World Calamity Tree, Celestial, and Viltronian hybrid body.
This was something I picked up from Anna and Colleen’s combat style, how their cards and runes were centered around rendering their opponents’ powerful cards and runes useless so they would be forced to engage them in a physical contest. I never thought one day I would live to see myself following their muscle-brain route. After all, I was always a brain over brawn kind of guy.
Anyway, thanks to that, I could perfectly act the part of Field Marshal Lorn. I thought I couldn’t pull it off. After all, I didn’t have a demigod’s intent sense. However, thanks to my ’If you seem to me, I see you,’ ability giving everyone watching me the sense I was watching them too, I managed to fake it till now.
Now the ball was in the Masters’ minions’ court, I just needed to act confused and lost until they scored. Then leave in a fit.
"Oh, shit. That bitch from the capital escaped while Field Marshal Lorn was distracted with saving our asses," General Welshmen exclaimed, noticing that unconscious Agent Lois had suddenly vanished from the battlefield.
"She must have crossed the corridor and headed deeper using her teleportation ability. Advising our scouts to find her whereabouts and immediately report," the deputy general simultaneously sought permission from the general as he ordered their scouts across the border without the general’s permission. Chapters fırst released on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝔫𝔢𝔱
General Welshmen nodded and ordered, "Ready all units. We are capturing Base Gecko today. Leave enough personnel here to construct the array and secure the prisoners of war."
He felt personally responsible for Field Marshal Lorn losing her target. Therefore, they would cross into enemy territory to help her recapture the asset. Even if it meant escalating the situation from their side and him getting his head chewed out at the royal court for not quitting when he was ahead.
Also, not to mention the reaction from the central government to losing a strategic military. It was going to be strong and swift. Therefore, Welshmen only planned to capture the Base Gecko for a while, but long enough to help the Field Marshal recapture her target. He was sure Field Marshal Lorn wouldn’t mind if it also was enough time for him and his soldiers to loot the Base Gecko’s supplies and free their captured comrades.
Unfortunately, learning from the past, the Base Gecko, like any other military base in the five regions, has set up various supply depots, far yet near enough to it. These supply depots were used in random rotation to ensure the safety of their supply line and supplies in case of a surprise war or dungeon outbreak. After all, if they were losing, they could retreat to fight another day, but if they lost their supplies, they would eventually lose. That was to say, there wasn’t much in Base Gecko to loot.
Location: Central-Southern Region Corridor, Central Region, Base Gecko
[General, buy us little time. Stall Her Highness!]
Reading the text sent by the leader of the third rescue squad, General Maden wanted to find him and switch their roles with him. After all, trying to stall a pissed-off Field Marshal Lorn would be akin to donning all red in front of a raging bull.
"Fuck," General Maden cursed under his breath before rushing toward the Field Marshal Lorn, who charged into the central region like a raging bull showing no intent of stopping despite crossing the Southern-Central Region Corridor. She blatantly used her intent sense on everyone as she tried to find the missing Agent Lois.
"Your Highness, please stop!" General Maden yelled in desperation and helplessness, fearing by the time he caught up to the Field Marshal, she would have already located Agent Lois.
Seeing that Field Marshal Lorn ignored him, General Maden sternly said, "Your Highness, you lost. Please go back. This isn’t befitting you."
As soon as those words left his mouth, Maden regretted it. But he had to say those harsh words to attract the Field Marshal’s attention. He couldn’t just let her continue searching the base Gecko’s vicinity to locate Agent Lois.
"How can I lose when the hunt hasn’t ended, and the trail is still hot?" Field Marshal retorted before returning to try to find the asset.
"Your Highness, this central region. Here you can’t do as you please," General Maden said, trying his best to keep up with the Field Marshal. She was too fast for him. If not for her being distracted and occasionally stopping to search for Agent Lois, he wouldn’t even be able to have this joke of a conversation with her.
"What are you trying to say, Maden?" The field marshal finally stopped and turned to stare at Maden, giving him a breath to explain himself.
"I meant to say the Central Region will not tolerate a terrorist on its soil," General Maden hurriedly clarified that he was addressing a terrorist and not the infamous Field Marshal Lorn of the Southern Region.
"Good for you guys, now—," the Field Marshal vanished from Maden’s sight and re-appeared right before him and ripped his divinity out of his chest uttering, "Repent in hell."
Maden stared at the Field Marshal ripping his divinity from his chest in shock and disbelief. He was a general, and killing him, unlike with the others, would not go without severe consequences. Unfortunately for him, Field Marshal Lorn appeared utterly indifferent.