On the evening of June eighteenth, the ten men raised their coarse cups that were filled with cold water. For years, they hadn't had coffee or a drop of alcohol.

In the border city, coffee was a luxury they couldn't afford. And though cheap, they didn't dare touch the local wine. They feared that even a single sip might lead them to reveal their identities in their drunken state, which would lead to their doom.

The only time they had bought alcohol was when they learned about the deaths of Hector and his six sons. Even then, they hadn't drank it, but instead poured the liquor onto the ground in tribute to their fallen leader. That night, they had spent hours sobbing under their blankets.

But they were only allowed a single night of mourning. The next day, they had to dry their tears and continue their perilous journey, as the Southern Frontier had yet to be reclaimed then.

After the Southern Frontier was recaptured and Victor brought his troops to the border city, it became impossible for the Septimus Tetra reconnaissance team to send messages. Crossing the border had also become exceedingly difficult. Previously, they had mingled with convoys carrying food and goods to Simonton City to deliver intelligence. Now, they couldn't even manage to blend in and escape.

After Starhaven reclaimed the Southern Frontier, they spent their days trying to find a way to escape. They had run all over, which led to Law being captured.

Law was likely subjected to severe torture after his capture, but he never betrayed them. Otherwise, the Sandorian soldiers would have already found them. Law's resolve was unyielding, preferring to die rather than surrender. The men of the Septimus Tetra reconnaissance team weren't afraid.

had made themselves. They shed their ragged clothing

years, they had been unable to afford ready-made clothes and had to make their own from

several years of hardship, they now possessed their own reliable

sense of

high in the sky. It was bright and clear, its

and saluted in

border city. If that happened, they hoped their spirits would return to their

of tragic determination, they set out. They knew every road in

wait near the garrison, ready to

It was almost time.

on a high wall that could be used to station archers. However, due to the heavy troop presence, no archers were currently stationed there. If the rescue was successful, this Spot would be the most convenient one for Dylan to provide

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