[Angie] Double Wings

Chapter 098 ◇ Eleven Thousand Lives

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The hot compress and massage prepared by Clewis were very timely, and the discomfort on Jules' body was alleviated to the greatest extent.After measuring his blood pressure, which had been not right since he was injured, taking medicine, drinking some water, and resting for a while, Jules returned to the first car with a normal expression to direct the battle.

There must be something wrong...

Cleves didn't stop Jules...he couldn't stop him this time, he could see it from Jules' expression.He could only follow Jules to the first car, silently thinking about what he should do... Jules was under a lot of pressure, and the expression on his face was nervous.Kravis could tell from his body language that he was feeling dizzy, maybe stomach upset.

But on his classic and handsome face, there was an extremely calm expression.

This is probably what Kravis wanted to do for him... so that Jules still has the strength and courage to fight and compete with Omelia in such a poor health condition.There were too many things Kravis couldn't do for him, and that should at least be his backbone.

"Something serious happened?"

"Don't ask," Jules replied simply, "ask tomorrow."

Kravis walked away silently, grabbed a general with a wounded leg and was on crutches, and dragged him to a corner.He has been nestling in the sleeper for the past few days, carefully studying Donald's background and his possible whereabouts, and through the communication device, he gave orders to the night owl troops that specialize in secret missions, instructing them to search for Donald.He has been moving with the army, but is ignorant of the latest fighting situation.

The officer who was transferred from the front line while his wounds were not recovering, told Kravis the truth rather aggrieved.

"Omelia changed the previous guerrilla strategy of scattered troops, and divided her more than 6 troops into twelve troops to march separately. All of them were skillfully mobilized and concentrated here in an encircling position... That woman boldly tried to snipe Lord Jules's team. Our troops didn't react immediately. Now the main forces of both sides are within a three-day walking distance, very concentrated, but the situation is also very dangerous." The general shook Shaking his head, "The Sun Shadow Legion, plus the Supreme Council's Self-Defense Forces and local militia... We have as many as 11 people... We were supposed to scatter and encircle, but Master Jules gave the order to meet the enemy head-on. Now, our More than half of the troops were restrained by them using the terrain, and now they are completely at a disadvantage."

"Julies won't be provoked so easily."

"But Lord Jules was indeed enraged..." The officer raised his eyes to look at Kravis, and there was anger in his eyes.

"what happened?"

"Omelia slaughtered the village."

"Tu..."

"The village has been massacred. There are more than 1000 people in the [-] villages and towns on the east side, most of whom are old, weak, women and children who are helpless."

Cleves didn't answer, and turned to look at Jules who was busy sitting among a bunch of communicators.

He walked over and stood by Jules' table for a moment, not knowing what to say.He really wanted to bend down and hug Jules, at least to lend him all his strength, so that he could bear the heavy self-blame of more than 1000 lives and continue to finish what he should have done.

"Julies."

"What's the matter?" He said calmly, "I'm busy now, am I in a hurry?"

"No." Klevis reluctantly added, "Hold on for a while, and the matter will pass soon."

Jules was silent for a moment, probably knowing that he had heard the details, "...but there are many things that cannot be 'passed'."

Clavis reached out his hand, touched the back of Jules' white hand on the table, sat down beside him, and helped him with some things that he could share for him.

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The time passed by every minute and every second, and the two sides have engaged in close-range fierce foot battles for more than 36 hours.Jules' headquarters has stopped moving. There are two deep trenches near them, and there are dead bodies and soldiers who don't know when they will stop breathing.

Not far from the trailer was the large ambulance of the Swan Army. Lumière came back in a hurry, and I don’t know how busy he was in the Swan Army. He was so busy that he even tore his sleeves.Lumière changed into a lighter attire, and his long water-colored hair was all combed and tied behind his head. He looked quite tired, and he might not have closed his eyes for a long time, but his physical strength was not a big problem.

Cleves suddenly admired Lumière's resilience.He felt the pain when the wounded wailed in pain in front of him, but it also strengthened him to relieve the pain of everyone he could see with reason and efficiency.He knew that Lumière would inevitably fall, but he would fall with a sigh of relief when the injuries in front of him were almost treated.

Jules is about the same... He is so busy now that he has forgotten his physical discomfort, and he doesn't even have time to get sick.Until he could really rest for a while, Kravis dared not let him still, even though the night was so dark.

"Cleves," Jules handed him a communicator, "this is looking for you...it's Xuan."

He took it over, "Xuan?"

'Yes, Lord Clavis.Xuan had just left the Mirror Flower Art Museum... So far, the five art museums under Donald's name have been searched carefully, but Xuan found nothing else. '

"What about his own whereabouts?"

'Xuan's night owl troops are following.Donald had gone to the ironworks owned by Balck and removed six iron boxes.Judging from the size of the iron box, the ruts of the wheels, and the strong ropes that fix the iron box, the contents of the iron box cannot be made of iron...'

"Too heavy?" Klevis guessed it easily without any brains, "Is it a gold coin?"

'Yes, that's the only possibility. '

"...Pay attention to the whereabouts of Donald himself and the flow of those gold coins. However, don't go deep into the sphere of influence of the White Wing Legion, and pay attention to your own safety."

'But Donald is heading towards the sphere of influence of the White Wings...'

"Xuan, save your life to protect him."

As soon as "he" is mentioned, Xuan, who has always been stubborn, obstinate, and stubborn, easily backs down.

'...Yes, Xuan understood. '

Donald...Omelia...Donald...Omelia...

Clavis sat quietly for a while, then suddenly went back to the second car, opened the pile of documents he had stuffed into the shelf, found Donald's personal financial information, and searched quickly.

There was a white hand beside him, pressing another volume of information on the shelf next to it.

"Checking Donald?"

"Hmm. He really has assets in Double Moon Star... The two crystal veins that Balck bought for his mother back then belonged to Donald after his mother's death." Kravis revealed the On the cover of the title certificate, there was a line of faint pencil writing on the slightly yellowed paper.

"This is...'the spar that carries human minds'? Is this Donald's definition of mind spar?"

"Probably. Donald seldom writes any irrelevant words on official documents...Does the reading spar have a special meaning to him? I think he will go back to the Double Moon Star..."

"Yes." Jules responded lightly, and took down the volume of geographic data he asked for. "This is an inferred direction."

"...Go ahead and get busy. Don't worry about Donald's affairs."

"it is good."

Clavis temporarily let go of the speculation in his heart, poured a glass of water for Jules as usual, and asked him to take medicine.

"You look tired. Doesn't the enemy even rest at night?"

"Most of them have temporarily stopped... It's too dark. They just need to maintain high alert for night attacks... However, there are still two positions that are still fighting."

Jules stretched out his arm a little, and Cleves heard the creaking sound of his slender arm bones.

"Take a break." He frowned. "You haven't slept for two days and one night. How do you command the troops when your mind is dizzy?"

"……Um."

After entering his berth and closing the door, Jules stretched his waist with a big movement.It wasn't until this moment that Cleves knew what Jules was doing just sitting with his arms outstretched.

"Outside... don't you even want to stretch yourself?"

"As a commander," Jules sat down on the edge of the bed, "this kind of action is not very nice."

"It's obviously been sitting for so long... It's hard, isn't it?"

Klevis walked behind Jules, sat cross-legged on the bed, and slowly pressed his shoulders for him. Not long after, the man who didn't even change his pajamas leaned gently in his arms and fell asleep.

He gently laid Jules' body flat and stayed by his side, letting him rest well.

What else could he do for Jules?Kravis wondered blankly... Get Donald?What is the connection between Balk and Omelia?Why would the most powerful person in power on this planet conspire with a girl from a backward planet?

Just now, Kravis abruptly connected Donald's name with Omelia's name in his mind, which means...

While he was meditating, a sudden strange chill hit Klevis, his whole body froze, and he froze on the spot, not daring to move.

what is this?

Why does it feel so strange?

Klevis got out of bed in a low voice, walked to the window with light steps, and gently lifted a corner of the curtain.For some unknown premonition, he felt that there was something strange not far from him.The night outside the window is very quiet. Since the convoy is stationary, the headlights of most vehicles have been turned off, and the black shadows of a few flying birds pass by silently in the distance...

is power.

It was a mysterious power, not detected by him through hearing or vision, but captured by his extraordinary spiritual power.Is this human power?Klevis, who has always relied on intuition, hesitated. He was not used to thinking about such mysterious and mysterious feelings with rational thinking, and subconsciously backed away from the window.

He sat in the armchair for a while, still restless, but could not detect any specific abnormalities.He walked back to the bed to make sure that Jules was still soundly asleep. He forced himself to calm down and paced aimlessly in the berth.

He stopped, and in front of him was a small wooden box the size of a palm.

"...Is it her?" The cunning ghost asked, "Omelia?"

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When the two patron saints who remained in the car left the front car, there were still several officers in the car dealing with business, and the front and rear doors of the trailer were unlocked.The battlefield not far from their car was still fighting, and the Radiant Guard who stayed behind to protect Jules and Clavis carefully narrowed the security circle, paying close attention to the safety of the two patron saints.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Jules was woken up.

It was too dark, and most of the troops suspended their attacks, only sporadic artillery fire continued.Oscar judged that the enemy army in front of him had let down his guard, boldly launched a night attack, and successfully cut off the enemy's connection... Although his move took his own troops another big step towards the enemy's headquarters.

The Eagles suffered heavy casualties, but the fighting spirit and faith of the survivors were stronger.Oscar's night attack was like a red-hot sharp knife cutting into butter, straight into the core of the west wing of the White Wing Legion, turning the entire west side of the battle situation upside down, shaking the entire night sky just like a sudden eagle's chirping in a quiet night.

"Really?" Jules supported his head and talked sleepily into the communicator, "Okay, I see."

Klevis walked quietly to the bed and sat down, "Is there something you need to deal with?"

"...I don't feel relieved if you don't look at me."

Cleves nodded, "I'll go with you." He brushed back his soft and smooth blond hair for Jules, "It seems that something happened in the dark."

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