Chapter 1071: Souls and Dancers (4)

Horna walked into the room where her subordinates asked Ragna to wait for the meeting, the candlelight flickered in the wall bracket, and the fragrant resin burned in the small bowl.
The blinds were opened, and the cold and fresh air at night was able to flow in.
Through the window, Horna could see the distant silhouette of Dunwich Cathedral shining in the darkness, and the dull echo of the scream came from the night breeze.
"Captain Ragnar."
He stood up from a low sofa and cleaned himself a little, but it couldn't hide his obvious pale face and the scars on his neck.
At this time he was wearing a non-standard canvas jacket that someone had given him.
"Colonel."
Ragnar nodded, his voice a bit strange.
She walked straight to him and hugged him, and that little hug could only barely surround his upper arm.
"Oh, I thought you were dead!"
She buried her head in his chest and cried.
"me too."
Horna stepped back and looked at him.
"I heard that you took someone to find the fifth squad, and what happened later was a massacre...they said no one escaped."
"Basically no one."
Ragnar answered calmly.
"I was lucky, I found Tato, and a dozen other people rushed out together, it was a terrible experience, we..."
He paused.
"We have always been close to death, and we escaped and got a car back...with the help of some people."
Horna nodded and sat on the sofa, using her mental strength to detect the outside.
One of her subordinates came in immediately.
"Food and wine, girl, right away."
Horna commanded that the other party quickly walked out to complete the task explained by the colonel.
"The room has provided me with food, Horna."
Ragnar shook her head and sat opposite her.
"You are hungry, you have to eat some more. You said that Tato is alive?"
He nodded.
"He, and the deputy captain, eight soldiers, but we lost Tix, Fritzk, they are all excellent soldiers, each of them killed the double-digit Ok... that was a massacre. "
Ragnar wiped his mouth with his hand, making a trembling smile appear on his face like magic.
"I'm afraid the fifth squad has completed their last mission."
She lowered her head.
"At least you are alive."
"Yes."
He took a breath and stared at her.
"How are those Yeblades, Horna?"
Ragnar asked quietly.
"what?"
"Those night blades."
She hesitated for a moment without any flaws in her expression.
"I don't know what you are talking about, Ragnar."
Captain Green Devil frowned.
"You know, when the fifth squad was attacked, those who came out to rescue them, the agents and killers of the Benedict Empire, they have been active in a long history."
"When?"
Ragnar's eyes narrowed and his tone slowly changed from questioning to questioning.
"An hour ago, the man said to you for several minutes."
Horna responded carefully to his gaze.
"Swear by the blood of the Three Witches, Ragnar, I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about. I have not been in contact with any Yeblade nor any official forces of the Benedict Empire."
She looked at him as if he was a little crazy.
Suddenly there was a strange feeling in Ragnar's body, as if the whole world was slowly engulfing him.
"Okay, then we have nothing to talk about, where is Tato? He said he received an order from the commander in chief, but I don't think there will be any need for him."
"Hear me out."
Horna did not directly answer his question.
"It seems that unfortunately we have broken some files in the exchange of information, why not talk about it again from the beginning?"
There was no break at all, Ragnar thought.
He saw it, heard it, and even touched it.
Horna is the only person with knowledge other than him.
Obviously, she also has a share.
Suddenly, the door opened behind Horna.
"Colonel? Are you looking for me?"
Horna turned her head and a man entered the room.
He walked slowly, smiling at Horna, then recognized Ragnar and blinked in surprise.
"My God, I thought you were dead, man!"
"Obviously not."
Ragnar squeezed a smile on his face.
Gendarmerie Battalion Sauron Kobun? What the is he doing here? unless……
He is also related to all this.
"We are talking, and Peto is telling me how he found the fifth team and survived."
"I want to hear it too."
Sauron Cobmpi said with a smile.
"It must be expected, what happened? I heard it was bloody."
He sat next to Horna, staring staringly at Ragnar.
Cobbone is a muscular middle-aged man with a curved nose like an axe, with a handful of black beards standing on his chin.
He is not a good battlefield commander, but his IQ is outstanding.
In the military system of the New California Republic, the gendarmerie is a strict monitor of military discipline, with particular emphasis on standardizing behavior and boosting morale, and is responsible for maintaining discipline and enforcing military laws.
In the Benedict Empire, such a person might be called a prisoner.
When the person appeared, Ragnar thought it was time to shut up.
"It's really bloody, sir, but I suspect hunger makes my head dizzy, not to mention the wine that the colonel gave me... Please forgive me, my condition is bad, I will tell you about those experiences next time."
"What's the other thing?"
Ragnar shook his head.
"I'm sorry, I think I might be a little confused... I'm like this from time to time, Colonel Horna knows, I often tell dreams the same as the truth, and now I'm tired, forgive me, I need sleep."
Subsequently, Ragnar stood up.
"I went to find a barracks to sleep over all this, and tomorrow I might be much more awake."
"Ragnar, are you sure you are okay?"
Horna asked concerned.
"I wish you a good rest, Colonel,"
Ragnar did not respond, but retreated directly and took the door.
As he left along the passage, Ragnar thought while observing whether someone was following him.
Now he can't be more sober, his whole world is gradually falling apart from a point that has not been flawed for a long time ~EbookFREE.me~ This conversation made him realize that he can't trust anyone for the time being.
He was not surprised when Benedict Empire intervened, because he knew very early that the other party had sent support. This is a well-known thing, because the New California Republic is also supporting Benedict Empire.
But the shadow prince Diago is a wanted criminal who has been exiled by the Benedict Empire. The appearance of such characters is very worthy of fun. Especially their appearance is accompanied by such and cruel events.
Ragnar anticipates that this war is deteriorating, and it seems that it is no longer just a war against Oak, but it is also mixed with a lot of complicated content.
The banished forces of the Benedict Empire seem to have some problems with the blood worship, which further confirms some of his concerns.
At this time, he felt that he should probably go to another person he completely trusted and knew, one of his fellow countrymen, and told him everything he had encountered.
The commander of the Independent First Division, Major General Mountbatten.
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