The meaning was obvious. Cassia, who showed a sorry expression on her face, stopped the knife and fork in her hand, trying to touch her head to relieve the disappointment in the middle of the table: "It should be only temporary. When the organization dispatched the task, it said that as long as I could delay the time to three days, there would be other stronger members to take over the task. It was not alone, but he also brought a few subordinates and was arranged in the dark. I heard that someone was following us, the surgeons on the rebel forces."

Seeing that Motley didn't say anything, Cassia lowered her head and ate the food: "The problem shouldn't be big, right? The traffic here is very large, and the traffic is complicated and cumbersome because of the transportation of goods. If you want to leave, just be careful and then stuff some people enough money to reveal traces. This will not happen soon."

Motley shook his head. When he saw Casia, he understood something. Now that he heard Casia's words, he became more sure of his thoughts - he was regarded as the last bait. In fact, when he left separately in the morning, Motley had already noticed this. Because he knew that compared with Charles, he must be just a supporting role. If the organization needs to choose between them, Charles will definitely be the first choice.

In fact, he didn't feel much disappointment. Motley always thought that the time he came to the Kingdom of Chil was snatched from the god of death. It was impossible to grab a lot, but it was enough. After a very peaceful life, within the king's power, he took the initiative to not need any position, saying that he wanted to rest for a while.

I got a good house on the edge of the central city Nodian, which was connected to factories and farmland while leaning against the prosperous city. The ideal location in my heart is leisurely and quiet, and I will not lose much living facilities. Because Motley knew that he was still very lazy, and relying on the city, he could use money to solve many things he didn't want to do.

"It's enough." He said to himself. Motley's expression was fully understood, and he lowered his head and continued to eat food. After chewing a few bites, he looked at Cassia, "It's just to make the appearance full. After tonight, your mission will be over tomorrow morning. Leave as soon as possible. I have a huge sum of money on my hand, and it's absolutely possible to hire a dozen people like you to protect myself. No need to continue following me, you didn't know the situation. When the mission came down, there was probably nothing above to you, right?"

Cassia stopped and nodded fiercely. The escort target of the mission opposite was very negative, and her face changed for a while and looked relaxed after a look. All the tension just now disappeared. From those who talked to themselves, Cassia clearly understood that the difficulty level of this mission must have exceeded the limit that the person "Soriatu" could accept.

"It seems that it is not as easy as Teli Weikang said. Did Adolf see something and deliberately try me in the next mission? The goal to leave me may be a test." Cassia thought that he needed more information to judge the actual situation of this mission at this moment. "I definitely can't leave. Since I know it was a task set by Adolf, leaving rashly may have an impact on his evaluation in the future. The sooner I can get technical information, the better. It must be for Waters and Delya and others to gain more development and expansion time."

Motley had no idea what the man in front of him was thinking. His confused and ignorant face made him helpless. He only heard Cassia ask carefully: "I didn't say anything, just call me over. So, Mr. Railway, can you tell me more details? Whether I'm the same as you said, I will finish the mission and leave after the morning, or will this mission be impossible to complete with my strength. But knowing a lot of information, I think no matter how I look at it in the end, there are only benefits and no harm, right?"

"Oh,," Motley sighed and smiled, and his expression became rich. "Of course, I can, I just told you that you will not understand many things. The words may not sound good, but I think they are all facts. Your current strength, many people, and many forces, are simply unavailable to contact."

After saying that, Motley picked up the juice and drank half a cup of it. He felt much more comfortable: "So, if you have another hundred you, it is impossible to complete the task. I don't know if the organization explains some basic situations of the enemy when the organization issues the task to you. Judging from your appearance, you must have been perfunctory."

"The number of people is about two hundred, and it will only be more or less. As for the forces, the rebel surgeons you call are not the opponents of these people at all. The two are essentially unequal. There are many people in the third stage of the surgery, more than half. They have stronger follow-up support than the entire country of the Kingdom of Chil. In short, unless the team sent by the organization to truly deal with them, we will simply increase the number of unnecessary deaths."

Seeing Cassia's disbelief look, Motley suddenly became interested. Perhaps he really let go of his mood, everything seemed unimportant at this moment, and there was no such thing as an attitude.

"Do you know the empire? It is the Sandorag Empire, one of the three giant countries? I think you are absolutely clear about these basic knowledge."

"The enemy is from the other side of the empire!?" Cassia showed proper surprise, looking disbelief.

Motley nodded: "Of course, don't you know the distribution range of organizational forces?" After saying that, he looked suddenly awakened, "With your strength, it seems normal not to know. In short, just remember one thing. If you can become an enemy of the organization, or if you can round up and hunt organization members, there are only forces in the three giant countries."

"So when you do it tonight, no matter whether the enemy can see it, or whether they are still looking for our traces, you'd better leave here tomorrow morning. It's useless. You can't help me block a bullet when you come, but it will attract more enemies to come. Although you know that you can't escape in the end, you can do some things, drag a few more enemies to die with me, and create a chance for others to completely evacuate."
Chapter completed!