564: Chapter 557: Defect 564: Chapter 557: Defect Upon noticing Luo’er’s arrival, Azita instinctively tried to escape.
However, his palm was firmly nailed to the wooden board by the dagger, and his calf had been shot.
He was utterly drained of energy to escape.
Not to ntion escaping, if he doesn’t get treatnt in ti, he might not even be able to save his life.
“Why are you so fearful of ?” Luo’er laughed, his expression then turned cold again.
The throbbing pain from his palm and calf caused Azita’s facial muscles to twitch intermittently.
Cold sweat stread down his forehead.
He glanced at Luo’er, whose expression was unpredictable, then at Cheng Ziang, who was toying with the dagger, having a malicious delight in his eyes.
The despair and fear suddenly enveloped his body, that he was no longer afraid.
“Mr.
Luo’er, Lord Luo’er, it’s been a while…” Azita’s face twitched, as he looked at Luo’er in despair.
“More than half a year since we last t, you have not changed a bit.
Tell , still working for the Maniken people?” Luo’er asked faintly, as if he wasn’t speaking to an enemy, but catching up with an old friend.
Upon hearing his words, Azita opened his mouth but eventually bowed his head, remaining silent.
Seeing this, Luo’er chuckled, then continued, “You don’t need to worry about any leaks; we are well aware of your situation.
Otherwise, how do you think we found you?”
Azita forced a smile, then said, “You Shani people are indeed more formidable than the Maniken.”
“Bound by its roots, the wood the bird chose to roost was broken as I ntioned before, it would be better to collaborate with us than those people.
Nonetheless, your determination is quite disappointing.
Otherwise, your situation now would have been much better than before,” Luo’er shook his head and said faintly with a hint of regret.
“To think you were capable of mobilizing the Church Court military to suppress the Hound Gang, I indeed underestimated your abilities,” Azita sighed.
“Little did we know,” Luo’er glanced at Azita’s bleeding calf and continued, “It seems your ti is almost up.
Do you have any last words to say before I send you on your way?”
With that, he pulled out a handgun from his waist, unlocked the safety and aid at Azita.
Looking at the dark muzzle, Azita oddly found a sense of peace, like he was seeing his final resting place.
He bowed his head, then shook it, with a low voice he said, “There’s nothing much to say, get on with it.”
Looking at his willingness to be slaughtered easily, Luo’er tried to pull the trigger, yet a sudden thought flashed across his mind, as if he had thought of sothing, and he slowly lowered the gun.
Azita waited for a while and, seeing that Luo’er did not pull the trigger, he raised his head to look at Luo’er’s lowered gun and asked, “What, you have changed your mind?”
“To be honest, I really wanted to kill you to end the trouble.
Because of you, we failed in our arrest operation, and several of our mbers were injured.
However, upon further thought, it seems you’re not entirely guilty.
And more importantly, sheer violence cannot solve all problems.
Sotis, giving each other a way out might achieve mutual benefits, don’t you think, Mr.
Azita?” Luo’er said, looking at Azita.
“What do you an, are you trying to win over?” Azita asked.
“I believe you do have so abilities, or else the Maniken wouldn’t have continued to use you after your downfall, assigning you this mission, right, Mr.
Azita?” Luo’er said.
“Let be clear, I won’t betray my partners to save my own life.
If you want to turn on them, you might as well kill ,” Azita said, unwavering.
“What’s the rush, Mr.
Azita.
You’ve been wandering around, with no place to call ho.
Now that you’re of this age, don’t you want to find a place to settle?
If you still want to return to Holy Heart City, we could help you.
But it’s all up to you,” Luo’er said.
There was no denying that Luo’er’s proposition felt enticing to Azita.
After being kicked out of the Holy Heart City, he was made the captain of the CIA’s Otherworld rcenary squad.
As instructed by them, he had been wandering around, a life Azita did not desire.
He missed his carefree days in Holy Heart City.
“Can you guarantee that I can go back to Holy Heart City?” Azita licked his lips and couldn’t help asking.
“Of course, we maintain a friendly and cooperative relationship with the Church Court, and as long as we advocate for you, I believe they would be willing to let you return,” Luo’er continued persuading.
Azita was well aware that his displacent was a result of the Church Court clearing out all his territories in Holy Heart City.
On a deeper level, it was ultimately because the headquarters had eliminated his influence in Holy Heart City.
He had once hoped to return to Holy Heart City to establish a business again, but the obstacle of the Shani headquarters was insurmountable.
Without their permission, the Church Court would still clear out his territories once, or even twice.
And even putting headquarters aside, his smuggling of magic crystals to the Ancient States was sufficient to land him in jail for a lifeti.
“Are…
are you actually planning to let go?” Azita asked with so lack of confidence.
“That would depend on your attitude, Mr.
Azita.
If you are willing to repent, I could speak on your behalf before the headquarters and your Holy Father,” Luo’er said.
In fact, Luo’er had never given up on the idea of collaborating with Azita.
Putting aside his hatred, Azita was indeed a competent leader who was rely short-sighted and often sided with the wrong people.
At present, the CIA was in a state of decay in the Otherworld, hence, he was also experiencing continuous misfortune.
“Before anything else, I want to clarify that I won’t sell out the Manikens, and don’t bother getting any information about them from .” Even though Azita had compromised, he still stubbornly retorted.
“Rest assured, we have no interest in knowing about your relationship with the CIA because we already know about it.
However, as a token of your surrender, shouldn’t you show us so good faith?” Luo’er remarked.
“What do you an?” Azita asked with a frown.
“How about this, I won’t ask about your dealings with the CIA.
I just want to know what your current mission is, once you tell us, we’ll all be friends,” Luo’er proposed.
Upon hearing this, Azita fell into silence.
After so hesitation, he raised his head and said, “Before I start, could you first help stop the bleeding?
If I keep bleeding like this, I’m going to die.”
“Of course, there’s no problem.
Ziang, handcuff him.
Fula, notify Moumou to co and heal this guy!” Luo’er nodded and promptly issued orders.
Cheng Ziang returned the dagger back to its sheath, advanced and pulled out the dagger from Azita’s hand, roughly tying the man’s hands behind his back with nylon straps.
Upon being inford, Tangmo rushed over, and after a nod from Luo’er, began to treat Azita’s injuries.
However, she didn’t completely heal his wounds, she rely stopped the blood.
To fully heal him, the wound would need so stitching, which was sothing Tangmo would not readily do for a stranger.
After gulping down so water, Azita seed to revive notably.
Leaning against the wooden wall, he confessed their mission, “Our task is to prepare here to receive Fu’en.
The Manikens will transfer Fu’en over from there, and we guide them here, ensuring he arrives safe and sound.”
“You guys don’t seem to have mages, so how do you plan to complete the summoning ceremony with just rcenaries?” Tangmo astutely discovered the flaw in his statent.
Nearly all the people stationed at the logging site were rcenaries, there were no mages at all.
“Summoning…
summoning doesn’t need a mage, only runic configurations are required.
The Manikens perfected the summoning rune in advance, and we just have to set it up according to instructions,” Azita answered.
“Do you know how to set up these runic configurations?” Luo’er inquired.
“Well…” Azita fell into silence.
“Mr.
Azita, I hope you understand one thing: your previous predicant was caused by Fu’en.
If you now wish to return to your previous life, shouldn’t you hand over this fellow?” Luo’er stated.
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