We're Professionals

Under the bright sun, amidst the smoke of battle and rivers of blood, a brutal battlefield unfolds.

Inside the Humvee, Kang De leaned against the driver's seat, closed his eyes to rest, and breathed evenly.

The Humvee's surface was covered with scratches, which were slowly disappearing. The wheels, chassis, and even the body were splattered with large and small patches of blood, some of which had even congealed, as if it had been crashed in a slaughterhouse. The entire vehicle was stained with a strong stench of blood.

As usual, the battlefield was littered with corpses and flowing with blood.

It was just more brutal and terrifying than the previous two battlefields, and also more bizarre.

An experienced scout who surveyed the area afterward would surely conclude that only about one-tenth, or even less, of the flesh and blood left on the battlefield.

The Sword Saint Cascading Snow was resting and recuperating, while several large water tanks filled with clean water were placed next to A Xing. She was holding one of the large water tanks and splashing water onto the Humvee to wash away the gunpowder and bloodstains.

A moment later, water shimmered from the other water tanks. The Sword Saint Cascading Snow had finished resting and was now manipulating several water jets to wash the chariot more efficiently and meticulously.

As she did this, Hilmeria looked out the car window at Kang De inside.

In a sense, this guy could be considered her nephew-in-law. She knew he was the person Tina had chosen, the Cathayan Tina couldn't forget. She didn't know much about Kang De; most of her knowledge came from Tina's accounts, which were basically a girl's subjective idealization of her crush and shouldn't be taken seriously.

As for the Destroyer of the elves, the Forbidden Spell spellcaster, and the Eastern visitor who intimidated the Twilight Moon, those are too ethereal.

She usually only believes what she sees with her own eyes.

What did you see with your own eyes?

His unwavering assistance to Goth and his resolute sense of responsibility.

With a constant stream of terrifying attack methods, one person can annihilate an entire army.

Powerful, mysterious, decisive, and resolute.

I saw it with my own eyes.

He looked very tired.

I'm so tired.

But they dared not stop to rest.

He went to such lengths for Goth and for Tina... No wonder people all over the continent say that Tina is the happiest woman in the world.

Even she would be moved if a man went to such lengths for her.

Only...

Tina must be in great pain, feeling guilty and heartbroken to see Kang De like this.

"His condition is very bad." The Sword Saint Cascading Snow sighed and said to A Xing, "Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

A Xing looked bewildered. "Isn't that what I'm doing?"

"... What's it to you?"

A Xing gave him a "Are you an idiot?" look. "Help Kang De kill people and elves, what else can you do? Kill a few more enemies for him, kill all the guys who angered him as soon as possible, and save Big Goldie, then he'll be happy and can rest."

"..."

The Sword Saint Cascading Snow was speechless.

Just then, a buzzing sound came from inside the car. The sound was amplified by the car body, but the Sword Saint Cascading Snow could still hear it. He turned his head and met Kang De's eyes, which he opened quickly.

Bloodshot veins covered his face, and the fatigue vanished in an instant, replaced by sharpness and decisiveness.

Kang De opened the car door and got out. "Rest well? Let's go then."

"Wait a moment!"

"Kang De," said Hilmeria. "I have something to tell you."

Kang De asked, "What is it?"

"Regarding your condition, Kang De, something is very wrong with you right now, both your current psychological state and your increasingly cruel and brutal methods... There's a problem with your mind, a problem many warriors encounter. You need guidance, and rest, otherwise..."

Hilmeria saw that A Xing seemed completely indifferent and didn't care at all.

I had no choice but to speak up myself.

She wasn't really familiar with Kang De. Although he was theoretically her elder, she wasn't ungrateful, nor was she the kind of idiot who would put on airs. In fact, it wasn't Kang De who was trying to curry favor with Teldrassil, but rather Teldrassil who was relying on Kang De. He had come all this way to help Goth.

Therefore, there are some things that are actually not convenient to say.

But I can't remain silent.

Because Kang De's mental state was truly worrying.

As a member of the Taidariel Family and a Goth People, she was grateful for Kang De's contributions and help, and could not bear to watch Kang De slide into the bloody abyss.

But after he finished speaking, he was met with Kang De's impatient expression. "Otherwise what? Is this the time to talk about that?"

Hilmeria was speechless.

Yes, is this the time to talk about this? It's her country and family who are waiting for rescue.

"... No, I still have to say it," the Sword Saint Cascading Snow insisted. "Precisely because it is my family and country that are being saved, I cannot bear to watch you selflessly burn yourself out and leave behind hidden dangers..."

She said seriously, "Your mind needs guidance, and I happen to be good at that, you..."

Kang De waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about psychological issues after we win the battle; nothing matters if we don't win."

After retrieving the water tanks back into the White Mist World, Kang De approached Horus: "If you encounter any enemies, send me a message. If I don't respond, then you all stay put and don't move rashly. That's all."

Hilmeria moved swiftly, blocking Kang De's path. "I don't know where you're going, I only know that every time you come back, it's worse than the last. If this continues, things will get out of hand!"

"Get out of the way," Kang De said indifferently. "It'll cause problems if I don't continue like this."

"Tina hid this from you because she didn't want to see you like this! She'd be heartbroken to see you!"

"It's better than her never seeing me at all."

Hilmeria continued to argue, but Kang De grew increasingly impatient. "Sword Saint, you should just maintain your icy beauty and cold-blooded warrior persona. You don't need to replace Tina as a nagging old woman. I know what I'm doing."

The Sword Saint Cascading Snow was quite taken aback by these words. Under normal circumstances, he would have been furious. After all, even the strong have their tempers, and besides, no woman could stand being called a "mother."

But when she saw Kang De's eyes, which were filled with suppressed weariness and anger, her heart inexplicably softened.

"Now I finally understand why Tina did this, why she wanted to keep you out of it," she sighed. "You didn't have to... this wasn't your war to begin with."

"No..."

Kang De's voice was calm and indifferent. "This is my war."

He reached out and forcefully pushed the Sword Saint Cascading Snow aside, got into the car, and nodded to A Xing.

A flash of black light, and then it vanished.

Hilmeria looked on with a sense of loss at the cruel and horrific battlefield, recalling Kang De's words and deeds. The touch and warmth of Kang De's rough shove still lingered on her arm.

For a moment, she felt a mix of heartache, gratitude, and a subtle hint of jealousy.

Suddenly, he stomped his foot hard.

The earth trembled.

A Xing was startled. "What's wrong?"

The Sword Saint Cascading Snow said irritably, "Why does she always get to have all the good things happen to her! Let's go!"

Earth, Comora.

Kang De and Horus returned.

When A Xing's signal arrived, they were on their way. They immediately chose a small hill, dug a small cave, stuffed several China people inside, dripped a few drops of blood to drive away poisonous insects, welded the entrance shut with a few iron bars, and then set up several magical traps outside. Everything was arranged properly.

The journey to another world takes at most two hours, which translates to about ten minutes on Earth. If these guys encounter a fatal crisis like a landslide or being discovered by enemy forces in just ten minutes, then it's simply their fate, and even Kang De couldn't do anything about it.

The result was pretty good.

After removing the barbed wire and traps, Horus shoved the still-sleeping China man back into the car and continued on his way; they were now very close to Comora.

The sky was gradually turning white.

"Father, won't you sleep a little longer?"

No, thank you.

Kang De adjusted and observed the map on his tablet, then switched to 3D mode to view the street routes.

"I need to change my clothes and be careful. Damn, the embassies are all clustered together. The American Empire embassy and the France embassy are just to the north. I can't let them see me..."

"The weapons and ammunition we found at the King's Mausoleum camp were quite useful. This time, let's see if there are any tanks or artillery in Moyani. We also need to find some time to dismantle the turrets of the infantry fighting vehicles we captured earlier, and while we're at it, we need to order some shells from Kirov..."

"Oh, by the way, speaking of the tomb, you said something inside was calling to you. I went in and looked around, but I didn't find anything. They said the treasures they dug up were taken away with my father. I think what's calling you is that thing—remember to sense it when the time comes."

"Of course, that's for later. First, we need to deal with these people. Once we get to Moyani, we'll sneak in, throw these guys over the wall into the embassy, and then head to the Comora Palace."

"They captured it not long ago, ending the siege of the capital. Even if my father wasn't there, there must be big fish there."

His voice turned icy. "He will speak."

"Father, actually..."

"Um?"

"I think what that lady from the snowy region said... makes a valid point."

Horus cautiously replied, "I also think you're a bit..."

Kang De remained silent.

Horus's voice sounded somewhat uneasy, "Should I not have said this? But..."

"Okay, shut up."

Kang De coldly replied, "I don't need you to tell me. Of course you shouldn't say that. What kind of logic is there in a son disciplining his father? I have my own father to discipline me. I don't need your nagging. Hurry up."

"... yes."

The engine roared.

Meanwhile, southeast of Comora, another convoy was speeding through the night.

"The plan is progressing smoothly. We have obtained intelligence and know the details of the other side."

The person in the vehicle said, "According to reliable intelligence, the mission target has been transported to Comora, and we will launch an attack on the Comora Royal Palace soon..."

"Rest assured, Boss Wang, we are professionals. This time, there will definitely be no mistakes. The shame of our failure last time will be washed away."

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