The traitor's plan had been quite cunning.
He knew the merchant guild's senior officers could sense the unease and hesitation of the low-ranking sailors. The moment he began inciting them, he knew he would be branded a traitor.
"But this was only the first layer of a threefold betrayal."
In the first layer of betrayal, he had betrayed those low-ranking sailors and ordinary mercenaries, throwing them out as the most worthless cannon fodder and bait.
". Blow up this ship? It was only a try. Could those bombs alone really destroy this monster of a ship that could regenerate itself?"
As the Chief Sailor who had worked aboard this vessel for eight years, he knew many secrets. The plans he had given his other "companions" had never been particularly likely to succeed from the start.
Thus, he betrayed the other traitors.
". My target had always been that meteorite. Then, I would use this opportunity to bring out the big shots, eliminate the consequences of my betrayal, and preferably take out a few senior guild members."
The third betrayal was a betrayal of his past, a betrayal of the idealistic person he had once been.
Unless he used this opportunity to get rid of certain people, he would never feel at ease. Even if his new employer had offered quite favorable treatment and security guarantees, how could he possibly trust empty promises?
He knew that if that fragment was truly so important, then the new employer's snatchers would definitely deal with any obstacles, most likely by silencing them. All he needed to do was turn the merchant guild's upper ranks into obstacles.
This time, he had used himself as bait, hoping to hook the most dangerous hunters and eliminate future troubles.
If the Rebirth Merchant Guild lost more than half