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Chapter 64

The military headquarters.

"That's it." Mark, who looked somewhat haggard, played a certain video for De Witt once, then vigorously scratched his ear.

In the video, it was the brigadier who bombed Wen Jin and the contract beast group in the mountains a few days ago. The only difference from before was that the brigadier's disguise had now been completely removed.

The red eyes and pointed ears belonging to the Yuta people were exposed, and his face was covered with many bruises, each wound severe.

De Witt grimaced as he glanced over the report. "They're all dead?"

Mark nodded and shook his head. "They're all dead except for this one. Their movements were too swift; we couldn't stop them."

Once undercover operatives infiltrate the empire and are discovered, it's essentially a death sentence. Yuta's undercover operatives have it a bit worse; they seem to have undergone unified training, and it's uncertain whether it's part of Yuta's exclusive beliefs, but these people disfigure themselves before dying, stripping away Yuta's features. The process is cruel and heart-wrenching.

In the video, a soldier on guard managed to rescue the operative with extremely sharp reflexes. However, afterward, this person still displayed an extraordinary level of non-compliance.

After speaking, Mark also pulled up timely surveillance footage for De Witt. Casse was inside interrogating, but his expression didn't look too good.

"He didn't say anything?" De Witt asked naturally upon seeing this.

Mark let out a bitter laugh.

Many undercover operatives commit suicide, but this group, who can still commit suicide after disfiguring themselves, has even stronger willpower. They're impervious to even the most extreme methods of interrogation, almost as if their pain receptors had been stripped away, making any method ineffective.

"Let me in," De Witt ordered sternly.

"Yes, sir," Mark said, opening the door to the surveillance room. "But Marshal, the Prime Minister arrived at the military headquarters five minutes ago. This time, he seems quite aggressive and won't rest until he takes someone away. General Shen En asked me to convey a message; he said he can only hold out for another twenty minutes at most."

It's been more than a day. Matters involving undercover agents and major changes in bilateral relations are typically handled by the Parliament. They were indeed holding the person without proper authority. In the past, De Witt wouldn't have been so adamant about not releasing them if Melsen were still the same as before.

If Melsen were still his former self.

With this thought, De Witt's expression turned cold as he walked in.

"Marshal." Casse, inside the surveillance room, noticed De Witt's arrival, his expression shifting slightly before displaying a wry smile. "You're here."

De Witt glanced at the person sitting in the chair, feeling a chill in his heart. This person didn't even react when De Witt entered, not even a change in breathing.

Can they suppress even such subtle instincts? No wonder Casse couldn't get anything out of him for so long.

With this in mind, De Witt's gaze instinctively fell on the life signs monitor beside him.

Seeing De Witt's gaze, Casse rubbed his hands nervously and chuckled, "I've doubted several times whether he's alive."

"Vondi?" De Witt glanced at the name on the file, then suddenly spoke in a strange language, uttering two words, "...In Yuta, it means brave warrior."

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