Novel Full Chapter 590 The Long-Term Plan of the Revolutionary Army… - I
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As embedded agents of the Revolutionary Army within Dispute Fortress, Boneblade and Redhawk mingled among the throngs of adventurers, themselves participants in the ongoing selection tournament.
“That Milo…” the two communicated secretly. “What do you think is going on?”
“Most likely a disguise to maintain the status quo in Dispute Fortress.”
Boneblade’s gaze fixated coldly on the young ruler of Dispute Fortress above. “They are well aware that Bryce Palmer Leo cannot be recalled just yet.”
The New World’s development in the Western Lands was far from smooth. Ninety-five percent of extraordinary beings here were adventurers, who cared little for notions of salvation, revolution, or overthrowing the empire. To the hedonistic adventurers, the state of the empire was irrelevant to their way of life.
In the eyes of these pleasure-seeking adventurers, regardless of the empire’s state, their lives remained unaffected.
Meanwhile, the northern lands, the cradle of the Revolutionary Army, were engulfed in chaos after declaring independence, making it challenging to dispatch reinforcements to the Western Lands.
Nevertheless, Boneblade and Redhawk resolved to infiltrate Dispute Fortress, plotting a grand scheme.
—They intended to “blow up” Dispute Fortress.
Not in the literal sense, but to incite a massive upheaval in Bryce Palmer Leo, this strong fifth-stage’s territory, forcing him to return immediately and withdraw from the war between the Duke of Firmament and the Duke of Azuregold.
The battle between these two Dukes had reached a fever pitch. If not for the preservation of spoils—territory and inhabitants—the fifth-stage extraordinary beings would have long descended, fighting until the world crumbled.
The mercenaries sent by the Duke of Azuregold were the vilest of creatures. While both Dukes’ forces maintained some semblance of restraint, these mercenaries were akin to hyenas, not even sparing corpses…
Atrocities occurred daily among the refugees in the captured cities.
The Revolutionary Army, weakened, could not halt the war but sought to minimize its casualties. Even if one person could be spared from the mercenaries’ cruelty, it was deemed worthwhile.
This was why Boneblade and Redhawk had expressed, “This is but a temporary sacrifice,” during their discussions in the lower districts.
For the New World, choices had always been scarce. They had long accustomed themselves to sacrificing the few to save the many.
However… due to someone’s previous actions, they now couldn’t even make that limited sacrifice.
“How is Aridhill and his group preparing?” Boneblade asked.
Redhawk hesitated. “They’ve all entered the competition; there should be… no signs of suspicion.”
At this, the young man’s expression darkened. “If it weren’t for that woman Fenrir causing such a commotion, they would have perfectly blended into the lower districts.”
According to the original plan, after inciting chaos in the Lower Districts, the Revolutionary Army’s reinforcements would infiltrate Dispute Fortress, lying in wait in the unnoticed Lower Districts.
However, unexpectedly, a woman known as [Fenrir the Wicked Wolf], who had recently risen to fame as if she appeared out of thin air, suddenly seized control of the entire Lower Districts, imposing strict regulations on all extraordinary beings.
To create an upheaval in Dispute Fortress, the Revolutionary Army’s reinforcements were naturally formidable. Yet, Fenrir was also a force to be reckoned with, and the Revolutionary Army was unwilling to take such a risk.
It was difficult for powerful individuals to remain hidden in the Upper Districts, especially with Bryce Palmer Leo’s consort, Inothea, being one of the main guardians of Dispute Fortress.
The Revolutionary Army had no confidence in staying concealed under Fenrir’s watchful eye, let alone under Inothea’s scrutiny. Thus, they could only infiltrate Dispute Fortress as participants in the selection tournament.
The members of the Whistling Legion left to guard Dispute Fortress were no fools, particularly with the cunning and elusive Milo among them. They were undoubtedly on high alert for anyone attempting to cause chaos in Bryce Palmer’s absence—not necessarily suspecting the Revolutionary Army, but wary of other competitors hosting similar events.
Participating in the tournament while deliberately lowering their prowess would arouse the Whistling Legion’s suspicion; going all out would make them standout competitors… Neither outcome was favorable for the Revolutionary Army’s covert assault plans.
Yet, they had no choice—they never really had much choice.
—There was, in fact, one potential option: to join forces with the seemingly kind-hearted Miss Fenrir. However, after investigating her actions since her emergence in the Western Lands, everyone unanimously rejected this proposal.
She might be kind, but she was undoubtedly, unquestionably capable of driving situations to their worst possible outcomes.
Otherwise, why would she be dubbed [Fenrir the Wicked Wolf]?
Moreover, her backing forces were certainly formidable. The Revolutionary Army’s presence here was limited but elite. However, during the investigation of this Fenrir, they found mostly second-hand information; any direct traces of this woman seemed to… vanish into thin air, as if they never existed.
Naturally, they were reluctant to collaborate with such a dangerously unpredictable individual whose depths were unfathomable and whose IQ seemed questionable.
“In your opinion…”
In the slightly oppressive atmosphere, Redhawk couldn’t help but ask, “The one who allegedly killed Milo, could he make a move?”
In these helpless, unpredictable circumstances, the team’s young “genius”, who had previously placed a bounty on Milo, proposed an abstract idea.
—To post another bounty with the Executioners, targeting a key member of the Whistling Legion, hoping to divert their attention… Who knows, maybe an unknown adventurer would take up the challenge?
This suggestion could be described as “retarded”; under normal circumstances, it would have warranted disciplinary action.
However, they now faced only two choices: either risk exposure by participating in the tournament under the Whistling Legion’s scrutiny and becoming the center of attention, or… collaborate with that truly retarded Fenrir and have her help conceal the Revolutionary Army’s main force.
Faced with these options, Boneblade reluctantly chose to post a bounty with the Executioners.
The very next day… he received news that the bounty had been accepted.
Hearing Redhawk’s remark, Boneblade paused, then said somewhat awkwardly, “Since he accepted the bounty, he should… make a move.”
“But this time is different from last. He killed Milo without making a sound, and it’s still unclear if he really killed him. This time, we’re asking him to act within a specific timeframe. Whether he have the guts to do so remains uncertain.”
Ultimately, it came down to a lack of confidence in this choice.
In Boneblade’s view, posting a bounty with the Executioners was no different from collaborating with Fenrir; both were highly risky actions, with the former potentially being even riskier.
His willingness to go through with it stemmed largely from a sense of aversion—an aversion to people like Fenrir.
—People who believed they could save everyone, but actually made things worse. Self-righteous, high-and-mighty individuals.
In Boneblade’s eyes, Fenrir was no different from Milo.
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