radiothebook Chapter 533 Divergence
Chapter 533 Divergence
Chapter 533 Divergence
"Heading north,"
The cultist, speaking in the Kingdom language, said his name was Simon, "We should head north. Although those soldiers killed most of my followers, I know there's a branch of the cult in northern Swabawa. Once we get there, we'll get refuge, and of course, they'll provide funding and support."
However, the Ice Man, Dekrik, shook his head: "No, we should head south! Haven't you seen the wanted posters for us plastered everywhere? Although I don't understand Swabawa, they've drawn them so vividly that anyone can recognize us!"
Simon shrugged dismissively: "It's the same going south; wanted posters can't just be distributed in one direction."
"But there's a port in Swabawa to the south where we can find a ship to leave this backward, corrupt, and superstitious country. There isn't a single good person here, and I don't want to stay a moment longer!"
“But isn’t your mission to find the Spring of the Dead? It’s in the north,” Simon said.
"I can choose not to go! I have no idea what the point of bringing back the water from the Spring of the Dead is. It's said to be the elder's idea, but I've never even met him. Besides, I've heard that he seems to be an incompetent and mediocre ruler."
"And you, who slander your own monarch behind his back, are no good person either."
"I don't want to be a good person! God! You didn't mention the torture, the cruel methods they'd use against you. I don't care about missions or loyalty; I just want to live. Is living a crime? Tell me!"
"I've been tortured too. You're just weak. Oh! How pathetic. You must lack true faith. A devout heart can make you forget all negative emotions—"
"That's enough!"
Hearing this, Sofia finally couldn't help but interrupt, "Your argument is pointless. We've caused such a big mess that the Swabawa regime won't let us off easily. They'll hunt us down. Splitting up won't do us any good."
"That's the reason for our argument, beautiful lady," Simon said with a calm smile, "to reach a consensus."
“So you should listen to me,” De Creek said. “We should get out of here. Once we’re in another country, we can go our separate ways and not be tied to anyone else.”
"Once we reach the North, I will respect your ideas as well. Although, Miss, your potential is outstanding, I very much want to share our gods with you."
Then let's just forget about it: "Disagreements are inevitable, but someone has to make the decision. I saved you, so you should listen to me."
Simon and De Creek exchanged a glance, remained silent, and then nodded to Sofia in unison.
"Very good," Sofia smiled with satisfaction.
"So, miss," Simon pressed, "what's your decision? Are you going north or south?"
Sofia replied, "We're not going north, and we're not going south, we're going east!"
"Eastern?" the two asked in unison.
"But why?" De Creek asked.
Sofia did not forget her mission; she was an officer.
Although this outcome was an unfortunate and unfortunate turn of events.
But Sofia never regrets her life and is willing to pay the price.
Through this identity, she was given a mission: to request aid from the federal army that was advancing on the capital of Swabad.
Although several months have passed since Sofia set off, she has been troubled by many unexpected events and has not yet made contact with the main group.
Commander Andrei's army may have been wiped out.
However, Sofia cannot draw conclusions on her own.
Therefore, she had to continue her mission.
However, she was in such a precarious state that she could hardly move, so she needed the help of two people.
Sofia is just a scroll craftsman, and relying solely on herself, the effectiveness of her skills is limited.
However, with two helpers by her side, her effectiveness increases dramatically.
Simon is a cultist who possesses many supernatural abilities, including evil rituals.
And Dekrik is a wizard.
Sofia's ability to replicate the power of two people makes the three of them a very diverse group of tactics they can employ.
But how can we persuade these two people?
Sofia thought for a moment: "The Federation's army is attacking Swabawa."
“This is nothing new, Miss,” Simon said. “The Federation army is powerful and advances very quickly, but it’s focused on one front and neglecting another. Many territories it just took were snatched back by Swabawa. To the point that even I, a layman, can’t help but wonder if the Federation is wasting its time and resources.”
“Me too,” Derek said. “If it weren’t for this war, we wouldn’t have been able to penetrate so easily into the heart of this ancient kingdom.”
"—And then get wiped out in one fell swoop?" Simon teased.
"This was an accident!" De Creek stood up angrily. "They lay in ambush beforehand, as if they knew our whereabouts all along. Humph! That officer named Ah Jun, he's like a stubborn snow bear, fierce yet cunning, extremely territorial, I don't know where he got his talent from."
"That's strange to me too," Simon said. "That guy named Ah Jun was also the one who took down our base. But I could tell that although he acted swiftly, he seemed a bit impatient, as if he wanted to finish what he was doing quickly so he could move on to something else."
"What's wrong?" De Creek asked.
Simon curled his lip: "Who knows?"
"Alright," Sophia interrupted, "and according to the latest information, the Federation army has already moved to the east."
"So what?" Derek asked, puzzled.
"This means that the war, like a broom, swept a long strip of dust across Swabawa. In this area, there must be few pedestrians and the residents must be isolated, which means that the probability of us being discovered is greatly reduced."
"But the probability of encountering other armies will increase," Simon said.
"That would only attract spies, who would mistake me for an enemy soldier and therefore prefer to bring back messages rather than attack us."
Sofia's gaze swept between the two men as she analyzed the situation carefully. "From a combat perspective, they shouldn't act rashly and reveal that they already know our movements before they've ascertained our intentions."
"But—" Derek still looked worried, "What will we do after we arrive?"
"The three of us—one a citizen of the Kingdom, one an Icelander, and the other a heretic—are essentially people without borders. We'll bring the Federation army the intelligence we've gathered along the way; I think securing asylum in return shouldn't be too difficult—"
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"After all, for any army to passively acquire intelligence," Simon said with a smile, "establishing a credible image is crucial! Oh! A brilliant idea, miss!"