Steel steam and flame

The sky turned gray and black, the wind picked up, and a large snow cloud appeared. The air is dry, and the cold wind can take away a lot of moisture from the skin.

Around seven o'clock, all the corpses piled up in the underground waterway were left with were mutilated bones full of holes, and clothes and other items had been completely eroded by bacteria.

"There shouldn't be any big problems. When the heavy snow falls, there won't be any traces of us left. Everything will disappear." The woman went to the man to report the situation.

"The sixth team is about to arrive at Kos's place, and it is expected that everyone remaining will be cleared out by midnight tonight. Then we will return to the original mission, complete the finishing work, and then we can go back and rest peacefully for a few days. "Yes." The man said what he knew about the situation, and then looked in the direction of the Mandeville tribe's headquarters, "Kos' identity is a member of the human trading network in the dark world. He is one of the secondary cores and manages two areas. I don’t know if his death will have any impact.”

"Can't we just find a suitable reason and report the existence of the trading network to the tribe?" The woman didn't think much, "Even if these several connected areas are at the junction of our Thunder Wolf and the Flame Tribe, the power and management composition It seems chaotic. But they are definitely not equivalent to the gray area of ​​transition between countries. Human trading is not allowed by default among the strange people. There is a real gray area that cannot be left. Do these things in areas under normal management. , aren’t you causing trouble for yourself?”

The man said with a smile that this kind of matter would never be solved so simply: "It is not a large-scale human trade. The information obtained by several team leaders said that it is engaged in high-quality human trade, especially women with a certain level of Strangers, like you.”

The woman pointed at herself: "Then I hope they do have this strength."

"Captain, do you want to say that the reason why you asked us to come over urgently to perform the mission is related to this trafficking network?" The woman thought of other things, "Miss Monica and we have investigated the Mandeville tribe. Captain thinks this will Is there a relationship with the participants in the sacrificial rituals of this tribe?”

"Ciccia Mandeville? It has been almost two years since the sacrificial ceremony ended. Many low-stage participants have died due to various side effects. Are the effects of side effects over? Do the participants who are still alive so far mean they can survive for a long time? Well, there is no clear conclusion on these. There is no practical significance in spending a lot of money to buy a person who can die at any time, right?" The man gave his own thoughts.

After thinking about the stakes, the man shook his head: "It's better not to investigate too deeply. First, it is not within the scope of the task. Second, you and I both know how involved the sacrificial ceremony is. Recently, people from the Nature Association have begun to join us. A large number of people have arrived in the Alliance, and no one knows how the situation will change afterwards. This trafficking network has existed for a long time. If because of our inadvertent investigation, the adults have a conflict with a certain monster after the sacrificial ceremony... This is not what we want to see.”

"There is still a little time. Move a few boxes of basic medicines to the designated location and wait for a while to see if anyone appears nearby. Then evacuate from here immediately." The man finally said. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Because the mission itself does not have any sufficient information and reasons, and not only the Flame Alliance, but the entire Post Phase Continent is gradually transforming into a huge battlefield. In the next few years, large numbers of people will migrate from the other two continents.

But the man knows that this is a direct order from the adult, and he will definitely think about more things. As long as he leaves no traces when executing the order and does not involve other people or things, there will be nothing he worries about.

"This war under the Red Star should not follow the normal trajectory of history."

On the other side, Sicia immediately sat up on the bed after being woken up by the knock on the door and the shout of old housekeeper Fore. The first feeling is that breathing is easier than at any time in more than a year. Although the air is cold, it can smell fresh. The second feeling, several hours of deep sleep, showed for the first time the resting effect it should have.

The physical fatigue has really disappeared, and the mental state is no longer the same as before - even when I wake up, I am still full of fatigue and always lack of rest. Sisia felt like she had returned to the months after the sacrificial ceremony, when she was full of energy.

"Why..." Xicia said to herself. After breathing slowly, she remembered that Ful was still outside the door. She got up and put on her clothes, but only after putting them on did she notice the blood stains under her skirt. She immediately took them off and put them aside, then found another set of clothes and put them on. After arranging her hair in front of the cabinet mirror, she let Foal in.

"Miss?" Foer's first words when he opened the door were still filled with confusion. It's just that this doubt is the result of comparing the two with Sisia's state yesterday morning. In Foer's mind, this was the normal routine of Sisia's morning.

But without thinking too much about this matter, Foer immediately explained the situation to Sisia.

"Disappeared?" After hearing what Fore said, Sisia was surprised, "Maybe they just left collectively because of some things? After all, according to what you said, old housekeeper, there were more than thirty people at the same time..."

"...The shortest time is about one day. If there are obstacles, it will only take three days to completely solve them." Thinking of the time estimate after the "Second Personality" yesterday, Xixia seemed to have found the answer. The surprise on his face slowed down and turned into thinking.

"Go to the scene and take a look. Maybe there are traces left." Xixia changed her words midway through her words. But after walking through more than thirty rooms one by one, Xicia and the old housekeeper found nothing. More than thirty people disappeared together last night, as if they were evaporated out of thin air. In addition to everyone's weapons being placed uniformly on the table as agreed, there are even clothes taken off during rest in some rooms.

"Old Butler Fule, tell the rest of the tribe that everything should proceed as usual. The clan leader and others are out together due to some matters, and they may be back in the afternoon."

"I understand, miss." Foer heard something, and the worry on his face was immediately replaced by a smile. He originally thought that the clan leader had completely abandoned the tribe with that group of people. Now it seems that it is not the direction he is worried about.

When the time reached nine o'clock, Sicia returned to the room to pick up the letter she had written before taking a break last night, and then went straight to the garage. Foer was already there waiting for her.

In the limo, Sisia took out a hidden pistol from under the seat, checked it and said: "Old housekeeper, on the way to the Cherrywood Hotel yesterday morning, do you remember the steam tower of the Alliance Industrial Institute? "

"It's less than twenty minutes away, miss. But do you need to call some more people?"

Sisia shook her head: "I just went to confirm some things. If there is real danger, numbers should have no effect. During those days at the training ground, I have seen many people who can be described as monsters."