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Chapter 2093 The prototype of the alliance (Part 1)

"Mr. Cassia, thank you for such a long time." Sicia walked out a few steps before turning back to Casia who was still looking at her, "I will contact you. I will feel much more relaxed after going back, but it is not as stressful as if I were by your side. Those accumulated problems can be quickly digested in ease. At that time, I hope you don't break my contact for no reason."

Cassia smiled and waved her hand: "The airship will take off in more than ten minutes, so board the ship. It is expected that it will not arrive at the area beside Mr. Korkva's residence in more than ten days. Remember to contact me at that time and notify me."

Sisia also waved goodbye, turned around and dragged her luggage full of weapons to the passage to board the ship. Casia watched her disappear from the passage before turning to the parking lot. But while expanding her perception and paying attention to Sisia, she also consumed a lot of energy to check the entire airport area.

Confirm that there was no suspicious place, he got into the car and waited until the airship in Sicia was on to reach a high altitude, and finally left his perception limit. Then he started the car and returned to the hotel.

"I'm back to my previous state." More than ten minutes later, Cassia, who was standing in front of the table in the hotel room, looked at the revolver made by the organization mechanic and nearly a hundred blue and silver bullets scattered beside him, and sighed.

After packing up the pistol and bullets, Cassia wiped out the traces that could be counted with five fingers in the room, went to the front desk to return the room, and then returned the gift car to the rental company. After doing this, he stood on the street and felt that he had the illusion that he had nothing to do.

The escort team is still in this city. With the support of the tavern, I waited for the arrival of several other customers, and then took the same airship and got off the boat on the way to the transfer area. The time was tomorrow night, but Cassia did not have any clear things to do now. Following the escort team on the airship was the only reason why he would stay here.

"This is not what I want to see." He murmured to himself, seeing several restaurants on the street diagonally opposite the corner. He thought he needed to find something for himself, so he smiled on his face, and walked over.

After eating, he walked around the city a lot and went to see a lot of things. He originally wanted to relax himself in the mood of an ordinary person, but too many things had become instincts and no longer supported him to do this. Even if he closed his eyes, the simulated surrounding scenery would still appear in his head, and it was still a comprehensive scene. This situation that he did not pay much attention to made him not know how to describe his mood.

It came very late in the evening. At 10 o'clock in the evening, the number of pedestrians on the streets of the city finally began to decrease.

Somewhere on the street, Cassia put the book he had finished reading on the bench of the human figure, hoping that it would be taken away by people who like to read books tomorrow, while it was natural without any awkwardness or deliberation. After walking a few steps, the figure had already merged into the dim lights and shadows of street lights and trees.

It seems that if you don’t have human figures, you have the ability to be natural mimicry. Occasionally, in a place with sufficient light, you can only see an ordinary man with hurry looking ahead, anxiously unable to catch up with time, appear under the street lights, and disappear under the street lights.

With ten minutes left before zero, Cassia changed into a face that pretended to be calm and went to a tavern where business was related to normal rest time.

It makes people feel the hot music on summer nights, and you can hear it clearly outside the tavern. Cassia ordered a glass of room temperature juice, and drank half a cup under the gaze of a strong bartender before making up her mind and looking over: "I want to buy something, it's like a metal toy," he said.

I had been observing the situation outside by perception and observation. Cassia imitated the appearance of several guests first, successfully attracting the impatient look of the bartender.

"Go to the bathroom by yourself." The bartender grabbed Cassia's cup with half of the juice left, and stopped looking at it.

He whispered thanks, Cassia looked around and then walked over, opened the door that the bartender said, and walked along the corridor that was diagonally downward, and then saw a more lively underground hall. But there was no music here, and there was only the unique smell of anti-rust oil and dull air.

The underground hall is very spacious, just a market, formed by small workshops nearby and the forces behind the tavern. There are not many types of weapons here, but fortunately, there are all things that should be there, and there are a few that should not be available.

The spreading atmosphere of war has made many people begin to consider their own safety. The business here is better than Cassia imagined. Why can war change many things in a very short time? Whether it is fixed or not, there will be no difference. The scene here deepens his experience a lot.

He sighed in the corner where no one noticed. After wandering around the city for an afternoon, he still thought that the current environment was more suitable for him. He didn't bring it here for a long time, only a few hours. At almost four o'clock in the morning, some small workshops had already started to clean up. Cassia, who had only bought a hundred platinum bullets and three standard tactical knives, left in the strange eyes of a group of people and disappeared into the night.

The next night, Cassia took a boat ticket and dragged a suitcase full of books, and boarded the airship where the escort team was located under the sound of a whistle.

"The enemy has sent members to follow him." Not long after, Cassia sorted out the books in the suitcase and observed the movements in her perception, "It's not that they have exposed their traces, but that they have no traces of me at all, and information, and can only grasp the only clue of the escort team. With their professionalism and strength in their investigation, they will soon be able to reach the security company, and it's only a matter of time to know that the tavern is. If they continue to follow up, Delya and the others have the possibility of being discovered,,,"

"Maybe Mr. Ha is more interested in dealing with similar things. However, the current situation of the Empire does not allow him to focus on his attention in the small country. He still needs to find a number to help, but he seems to be the partner of cleaning up the operation team, right? It's not a good choice."

"Or let Delya accelerate the expansion, build the network they imagined as soon as possible, gather the resources they need, attract enough attention, and then clean up them up. It just so happens that Delya, Mr. Ha, Mr. Korkva and others all need such events to expand their influence," Cassia's head could not help but look at the same time. Hesley and others sighed, and the words afterwards were more like a promise.
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