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The Black Tree attack team.

The person in front of the team was Chief Eaen.

- Chief, are you on the move?

“Yes sir.”

Eaen, who had a bandana over her head like a hood, seemed to have a different skin color.

Her skin was now dark brown.

She was a mixed child between a Dark Elf and a human.

She was a Chief but her battle abilities were among the highest of the reconnaissance side.

“Her Royal Highness brought back quite the item.”

Wiiiiiiiiiiiiing.

Eaen had a video communication device being powered by black magic in one hand and a watch-like bracelet on the other hand.

The bracelet was like a compass, pointing toward the specific direction.

- Report immediately if any unexpected situations occur.

“Yes, Marquis-nim.”

Eaen did not turn off the video communication device and wore it like a necklace.

It was a bit heavy but she had no choice.

‘Eaen.’

‘Yes, uncle.’

‘...Heni Wishrop and her people, especially the person you saw earlier...you must record everything that person does on the video communication device.’

‘I understand.’

Wiiiiiiiiiiiiing--

Eaen pointed to a side.

It was in the southwest direction.

Tatatap-

Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-

A Dark Elf kicked off the ground and ran toward that direction.

A black mage caused a gust of wind from right behind Eaen and rushed past her as well.

The attack team’s moving speed immediately increased after her chat with the Marquis.

‘Nobody is falling behind.’

However, not a single one was unable to keep up with them.

There were about 30 core members of Precinct 9's reconnaissance team.

A lot of people had died in the past half year but these were the skilled elites who had managed to survive until now.

‘...This is unexpected from the candidates though. I guess they are all skilled as well.’

Of course, none of the candidates were falling behind either.

‘About ten people.’

Quite a lot of people had joined the attack team.

‘There aren't any deadbeats either.’

The candidates joined with some of their helpers.

‘Candidate 12 and helper, candidate 2, candidate 4 and helper, candidate 9-’

The information about the different candidates was being organized in her mind.

Fourth Imperial Prince Noi and one of his subordinates.

Zero and two of his subordinates.

‘And-’

Eaen thought about the rear of the attack team.

‘Heni Wishrop and First Imperial Prince Sanders.’

Their groups were stationed in the back.

First Imperial Prince Sanders even had his helpers, first young lady Huayans, a Dragon, and a mysterious helper.

Behind them were Heni Wishrop and her subordinate, the sword master.

‘No, he is not her subordinate. They are comrades.’

Someone else was their leader.

The person she had assumed was the Chief Advisor...

That man was the leader.

‘That leader and the other person were supposedly going to follow us from a distance.’

Marquis Helson had given Eaen some information.

‘That person is the purifier. He has a Dragon with him and the power of a god.’

Eaen had almost snorted when she heard the power of a god.

‘God?

There is no such thing.

If there is, why didn't they do anything until the world ended up like this?’

Eaen had lost her Dark Elf father and her mother, Marquis Helson's distant relative, to dead mana and mutant monsters.

‘The purifier? That name is not even funny.’

She had heard that the person responsible for that red pillar of fire was this so-called purifier, but Eaen could not believe it as easily as the Marquis had done.

However, it wasn't that she did not believe it at all.

‘...Uncle is not someone who would believe something without any proof.’

Unlike how he looked, Marquis Helson was smarter than most chiefs and was especially quick at understanding situations.

‘Let’s focus on getting rid of the monster for now.’

Eaen pushed aside the other thoughts on her mind.

She peeked behind her. She could see the candidates moving with their own groups and chatting with each other but decided not to pay attention to it as they were still within the range of the formation.

Everything would happen once they got to the monster, this black tree.

This was the reason Eaen did her best to not pay any attention to the fact that first young lady Huayans was approaching the sword master.

“Hello.”

farthest spot

to meet you,

First young lady Huayans.

was wearing a light

it was not bright. Furthermore, the area beyond

“Nice to meet you.”

gave a simple response

still observing

is out on

relaxed as someone just taking

blonde hair shined brightly from the black

I'm glad I was able to say hello

young lady Huayans greeted Choi Han in a gentle yet haughty

‘She's quite skilled.’

focusing only on moving as the aura of

lady Mineh Huayans was maintaining her moving speed and did not seem to be affected by the aura of dead

did she

questioned why she suddenly left her spot in the formation and moved

that he might know the

to meet you, young

well. By the

young lady was looking at the red aura surrounding Choi

is that

other people looked toward Choi

current attack team was mostly filled with

the Dragon were the ones who

the First

know if he was an

curious about

Han that was glowing red... This was naturally the item from the church that Cale had activated. Choi Han

“…….”

Huayans who had asked about

someone talks to you and you have to lie, just don’t answer.

Han did as Cale had

“Hoohoo.”

laughed in a low voice. She

never seen such

it at

‘She knows about it.’

was related to the Church of the

Choi Han's intuitions were telling him

his intuition was usually right about things

a chance to see this beautiful

to Mary and

Imperial Prince turned

‘Hmm?’

First Imperial Prince Sanders mouthing something. Mary saw the

Pat.

on the First

Sanders turned his head.

“My good friend Sanders.”

to Sanders and whispered in an extremely quiet

"Don’t be cheeky.”

the expression soon disappeared from

in a very bad mood already. Of course, I feel like

on First young

talking about would think that

“Kekeke.”

helper... The person covering their face with a

sounded as if he was

going very

there was no change of expression on the Dragon’s face.

were focused on the thick

the Dragon

Princess Olivia to come back

extended out of the ‘garden’ because

Marquis Helson has now sort of

forward to

people heading toward the 'garden’ to

once they fall into the swamp of the garden and slowly

able to relieve some

on Mineh’s face became

voice

for

toward the hooded individual. The First Imperial Prince’s helper who

She smiled again.

heard in her mind was transmitted differently from how it was

call it

speak back to the other person's

are curious

a

sword art that he uses is similar but different from what our

internally as she

Are you planning on

make that if I dissect him. But I guess I don’t have to dissect him if he dies in

attention to that

“Chief-nim.”

Dark Elf scout in front stopped

turned to

the video communication device in her

know

than us

did her best to suppress the feeling

"What is it?”

to the

“It’s a corpse.”

“Mm.”

Eaen approached the scout.

“Hoooo.”

slightly frowned after hearing a voice behind

Please maintain your spot in the

Hahaha!

looking at

to see Eaen's sinking gaze

“It is candidate 17.”

people gasped after hearing his

candidates in Imperial Princess Olivia’s team. He was not one of the top candidates but definitely one of the

black and he is

Zero’s gaze sank down.

the others

to suck people’s life

at

stood next to Zero and

“Hmm.”

looked at the Fourth Imperial Prince for a moment before turning to look at Heni Wishrop, who was

Heni Wishrop seemed calm.

master

wonder about

Fourth Imperial Prince Noi turned his head and looked at First

First Imperial Prince was stoically looking not at the

turned his head. He moved back to the rear of the

“Cowardly bastard.”

then looked

young lady Mineh was smiling at the Fourth Imperial Prince like a kind older

‘Hmm?’

not get angry at that

‘What is going on?’

subordinate had an innocent smile on his mouth that was visible

definitely

‘This is weird.’

an innocent smile

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