Chapter 176: Hostage Rescue Battle·Invasion

"It's me, Estiel and Mr. King, right?" Joshua broke the strange silence.
"Yeah...As far as the situation is concerned, the three people are right..." Estil said depressed. "That guy Heliga... just disappeared like this."
"He has always avoided fighting with the Intelligence Department..." Joshua shrugged, "After all, he is an empire, and he does not have a legal identity like us... However, as soon as he came out yesterday, he left mysteriously. Up."
"I saw him too. He said he was going to the Imperial Museum to investigate." Jin recalled, "I don't know what he wants to write... I don't know what he talked to Her Majesty."
"Imperial Museum...what can I do to help!" Estil scratched her head.
"Forget it, Estill. He and Fei have helped us a lot, and his ultimate goal is not the same as ours."
"Yeah... I hope I can see them again." Estill quickly adjusted her mind. She patted her cheek, looked at everyone, wanted to say something, and then suddenly closed her mouth.
"Yes, Estiel, please give orders." Cruz said patiently, "because you accepted the Queen's commission."
"Yes, it is only natural for you to give orders." Kuratz raised his sword.
"But, but... I'm just a newcomer..." Estir's smile looked a little nervous, but Karuna comforted: "Haha, it's okay. We have no objection to you."
"As long as you don't scream too loudly, you won't startle the enemy." Yanilas blinked playfully.
"We are here to help you fight, so there will never be any objections." Yulia said solemnly.
"Estil, have self-confidence." When Joshua's gaze contained encouragement and anticipation, the last bit of tension in Estir's heart disappeared.
Slowly but firmly, she walked up the steps of the amber stone stele and turned to the crowd. Under the eyes of expectation, encouragement, or ridicule, Esther took a deep breath—
"I announce to all members of the combat team...The Elbe's Palace Raiders, and the hostage rescue operation will now begin!"
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"Regarding Libel's legend of hidden dragons, let's first assume... well... not this one." Not long ago, in the library of the Kingdom Museum, Heliga was facing a large amount of information on the desk. It's research material that looks very normal... Professor Yaluwa, doesn't it leave a trace?"
That's right, Heilija is now looking at the museum about all the research results that Professor Yaruwa left here, trying to find something from it. He read a lot of essays and notes, but they all looked normal and there was nothing suspicious of them.
The curator of the museum is very talkative. When I took what my father told me at random and answered some of the other party's questions about the local history of the southern empire, the other party's surprised eyes never stopped. It may be that he has never seen the huge difference between his age and performance, Haliga thought. When Heilijia took out the voucher with the Queen’s seal, the curator almost didn’t drop his eyes, and respectfully took Heilijia to the library, and carefully asked what was the research results of Professor Yaruwa. .
"Well, can you keep it secret for me?" Heliga asked hesitantly, "I don't want the professor to know that I have secretly studied his things..."
"Hehe, Professor Yaruwa's research results are very popular here and recognized in the industry. After all, as a scholar who has no power to restrain him, he has been bravely struggling all the year round on the front line of exploration and research. . Are you thinking of secretly studying his results, and then looking for opportunities to give him a big surprise?"
"Hmm... barely so." The curator seemed to mistakenly believe that he had a good relationship with Professor Yaruwa, and he simply didn't do anything else. "So can you please?"
"Haha, young people...no problem." Seeing such a young man who is so passionate about archaeology, the curator also expressed gratitude, and he no longer pursues these things that he doesn't understand. "Then you Study it slowly here, and do whatever you want before closing at seven."
After that, Heilijia tried to sort out the main points of these studies and see if he could find anything. However, the essays written by Professor Yaruwa used a lot of unintelligible vocabulary, as well as a lot of eager, scribbled narratives and notes, which were very difficult to read. Although Heliga concluded that Professor Yaruwa seems to have studied the legends about dragons more frequently recently, but other than that, he found nothing.
"Dragon? What does he want to do, is he going to kill a dragon?" Heliga sneered at this. He looked outside the house, the sun was already sinking, but there were few pedestrians and tourists on the street.
"Huh? It's weird, it should have started to lively at this time..." The unusually deserted street attracted Heliga's attention. He put down the paper and pen, opened the door, and walked outside the house...

"Monster! Monster!" A young agent was inattentive, and was thrown to the ground by the mechanical monster that had been sleeping for many years in the ruins. Seeing the sophisticated bite structure and the gleaming metal teeth, the special agent with insufficient mental quality immediately yelled.
"Drink!" A familiar voice rang in my ears, and a familiar knife light flashed before my eyes. Richard arrived in time, and as soon as the signature drawing of the sword came out, it directly cut off the unsuspecting mechanical monster.
The muscles and sharp teeth of steel may not be as powerful as the guided guns in modern warfare, but its deterrence is even more deadly. The tempered armor of the special agents can withstand the stray bullets on the battlefield, can block the less powerful guided gun bullets, and even allow them to maintain a certain degree of survivability in the high temperature and severe cold. But these armors are the only ones that have not targeted mechanical monsters with such a small range of destructive power. So even though Richard and Lorenz played well, and the soldiers did their best, there were still people falling. The light ones suffered serious injuries and were simply bandaged and placed to rest. Richard memorized the names of the few sacrificed special agents.
That's Richard's inner guilt for these men. The most he can do is bring back their bodies. As a member of the Intelligence Department, as a special agent, they even need to cover up what they did during their lifetime. No one would know that they gave their lives bravely for Libel's future underground.
"Um..." The fierce migraine hit him, making him almost dizzy, but he still held on and stood up with difficulty.
"Colonel, you are too tired. You haven't slept well for several days." Kenona immediately stepped forward to help, "I said..."
"It's okay...I'm okay, Kenona." Richard smiled forcefully. "It's just a brief pain before success... After this time, we won..."
Lieutenant Lawrence on the side didn't show any expression when seeing this scene, showing any reaction. It's just... the inadvertent soothing rise at the corner of your mouth... is it an illusion?