Chapter 189

Victor's eyes darted around, his weathered face expressionless, but he hesitated for a moment before replying.

"I remember they had a pretty good relationship. He even gave his stepmother a very valuable piece of jewelry."

Leon let out a long "Oh," and then glanced at Rebecca.

The crazy girl had somehow appeared behind Leon, her cute little face cold and indifferent. She met Leon's gaze without saying a word.

Leon didn't say anything, and looked at Victor again, "This news is very timely, Victor. Then we'll go to the banquet in two days."

"No problem. Oh, by the way, what's next after you find Martin? How do you plan to identify the mole who framed you back then?" Victor asked.

Leon smiled mysteriously, "I've already come up with a plan."

Victor was taken aback, then quickly put on a smile. "Ah, I'm also among the suspects, so I won't ask any further questions."

Thank you for your understanding.

After a pause, Leon added, "Oh, and since you brought it up, I'll be blunt. For your safety, please stay at the bar for the next couple of days. Do you understand what I mean?"

Victor wasn't stupid; someone who could become the army's deputy would naturally understand Leon's intentions at this moment.

The so-called 'safety precautions' were not for Victor's safety, but for the safety of Leon and the others.

If Victor is indeed a mole within the Empire, then once he seizes the opportunity to tip off the others, Leon and his men will be doomed.

By leaving him in the bar, with Leon and the others monitoring him from outside, they could cut off his connection with the Empire.

As for why Leon wasn't worried about whether there were any imperial people outside eyeing them covetously at this very moment—

The role of a master!

If the Imperials were really lying in ambush nearby, Master would have rushed in to inform Leon long ago.

Each member of the Weak and Sickly Combo plays a vital role.

Three players ranked up quickly and cleared the Empire's Traitor dungeon.

After understanding Leon's intentions, Victor nodded. "Okay, I understand."

"Okay, thank you for your trouble. We'll come back to see you two nights from now."

"Good."

Leon didn't linger; he got up and walked towards the door.

Rebecca walked ahead of him and went out the door first.

As Leon passed the table by the door, he glanced at the guitar on it.

He suddenly stopped and said, "This guitar has been used for many years, hasn't it been replaced?"

Victor chuckled bitterly behind him, "We're struggling financially, so we'll just keep using what we have."

Leon gave a soft "oh," his gaze falling on the pick next to his ear beside the guitar.

A crystal-clear, milky white.

Victor always liked to pursue refinement and taste in these small items, Leon thought to himself, as he stepped out of the room.

After closing the door, the two left the backstage area, walked through the brightly lit dance floor and the smoky corridor, and arrived outside the bar.

A cool, fresh breeze swept over her, and Rebecca greedily inhaled it, stretching and revealing her perfectly flat figure.

"So, what do you think? Is it him?" Rebecca asked.

Leon frowned in thought, then shook his head. "It's hard to say. We can't make a judgment before we meet Martin."

Rebecca chuckled, fiddling with her ponytail, and skipped over to Leon's side. "You're still as cautious as ever, Captain."

"It's always good to be cautious."

"Then you were betrayed by an insider back then."

"..."

Goodness, although this girl can't use in-game voice chat with Leon like Losweiser, her verbal skills are just as good as that of the Dragon Queen.

They specifically targeted Leon's most sensitive spot.

"But let's get back to the main point, Captain. What if Victor's birthday party is a trap? What if he deliberately lures you in and then kills you to cover it up? Should we still go?"

What Rebecca had thought of, Leon had naturally already considered. Scar

"This is a great opportunity to contact Martin. If I miss it, I don't know how long I'll have to wait, so I definitely have to keep the appointment. But..."

Leon chuckled. "We don't need to be on time."

Rebecca's little brain could barely keep up with Leon's train of thought. "Not having to be on time? Does that mean I should be a little late?"

Leon shook his head. "No, quite the opposite, we... we're going ahead of time."

xx neighbor

I've been staying up late writing lately, and my heart isn't feeling well. Here's one chapter for now; I'll make up for it later once I've had some rest. cries

Rebecca found out the location of the hotel where Martin's stepmother was holding her birthday party through the local bounty hunter black market in the Empire. 5.

This cost Rebecca half a month's salary, and she demanded it be deducted from Leon's account after everything was finished. Dad

Leon said no problem, if you can get the money from the dead man's account.

Rebecca smiled smugly and said, "If you don't have money, I'll just take it from Dad's pension. I'm not going to do anything that doesn't benefit me!"

The old man touched his wallet, which was emptier than his face, and wondered if he should sell the donkey to raise money for Rebecca...

Two days later, in the afternoon, six hours before the banquet officially began. Jin

Leon and Rebecca mingled with the hotel staff and helped them set up the banquet venue.

Tiger remained outside Victor's bar to continue monitoring him.

Inside the hotel lobby, staff members in uniform were busy running around, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

After all, it was the birthday of Royal Minister's wife; any slight negligence could cost him his job.

Moreover, they had heard that the minister's wife was quite mean, as evidenced by the gloomy expression on the face of the young man in charge of arranging the birthday banquet.

The young man's name was Martin, and he was the minister's youngest son.

Actually, he wasn't supposed to be in charge of this task, but his stepmother had always been at odds with him, so she made him take charge of organizing the banquet in order to take the opportunity to cause trouble for Martin.

Martin, on the other hand, was a bit weak-willed and didn't dare to confront his stepmother, so he could only grit his teeth and complete the task.

Even though he knew that no matter how well he did, his stepmother would still find fault with him.

But what can be done?

After what happened three years ago, Martin not only left the Dragon Slayer Army, but also became increasingly introverted and timid.

For the past three years, whenever Martin has been ostracized and treated coldly by his stepmother or others, he can't help but wonder if he could have been braver and fought back against the unfair treatment he is now suffering if the captain hadn't sacrificed himself three years ago and their team hadn't disbanded.

But alas, reality doesn't offer "what ifs".

Silver Dragon War, they suffered a crushing defeat and said that the captain was a traitor, a sinner who had caused the deaths of countless comrades.

How could Martin possibly believe that?

He wanted to use his father's power in the royal family to exonerate the captain, but his father refused.

He wanted to use his own abilities to clear the captain's name and prove that the captain was not that kind of person.

But then Rebecca contacted him and told him to stop trying to exonerate the captain.

By then, Rebecca was already wearing the patrol uniform.

At this point, there was nothing left in the Dragon Slayer Army that Martin was willing to keep.

He chose to quit, return home to be a young master, and occasionally reminisce about the days he spent with the captain and Rebecca, and the courage he had gradually become.

With his thoughts wandering, Martin shook his head and continued directing the staff to set up the banquet hall.

Suddenly, Martin felt something hard and cold pressing against his waist.

He tried to look down, but the girl in the work uniform next to him warned him.

"Stay calm, Martin. Don't be nervous. If you get nervous, I'll get nervous too, and if I get nervous, this gun might accidentally go off!"

Martin immediately recognized the voice. "Rebecca?! What are you doing here...?"

"It's your stepmother's birthday, so we came to join in the fun," Rebecca said.

"'Them'? Who else is coming? Victor?"

"No, the big star is very busy right now. I'm talking about... someone else."

"The other person... is—"

Before Martin could even ask, an arm was draped over his shoulder, just like the affectionate gesture between good buddies from school.

Martin didn't dare turn around to see who was on his shoulder, because Rebecca's gun was still pressed against his waist.

He could only steal glances at the hand on his face.

Broad and heavy, with scars covering the back of his hands.

"Long time no see, Martin."

Upon hearing the sound, Martin felt as if an electric current was coursing through his spine and throughout his entire body.

He stared in astonishment, his eyes wide with disbelief that he could hear that voice again after three years.

Martin will never forget the owner of that voice.

He was the one who taught me to be brave, to discover the true meaning of courage, and to face my true self.

Without him, Martin would never have made up his mind to go to the Dragon Slaying Academy.

Although Martin's courage gradually faded after his 'death'.

But hearing his voice again now, Martin was not only incredibly shocked, but he could also feel the flame of courage in his heart, which had not been completely extinguished, struggling to reignite.

"Team, Captain... Team!—"

"Shh~ There's no captain, just two hotel staff members you're on good terms with who came to chat with you," Leon whispered.

Martin suppressed his shock and countless questions, taking a full ten seconds to calm himself down.

His hand gripping the railing trembled slightly, and he swallowed several times.

Seeing that Martin had gradually calmed down, Leon briefly explained his purpose for returning to the Empire.

"I've said the same thing three times in the last two days. It feels like reciting a menu."

Finally, Leon couldn't resist making a sarcastic remark to ease the tense atmosphere.

Martin struggled to process what Leon had just said, and after a short while, he said,

"So, Captain, how should I cooperate with you in investigating the mole? Just tell me."

"Hmm? I thought you'd clear yourself of any wrongdoing right away," Leon said.

Because that's what Victor did.

Martin gave a slightly forced smile and sighed, "Captain, you're not the kind of person who'd rather kill the innocent than let the guilty go free. I believe you'll make the right judgment in the end, so there's no need for me to defend myself now. Just answer whatever you ask, that's all."

Just like in the past when they fought wars, Martin had unconditional trust in Leon and obeyed his orders.

This kid joined the Dragon Slayer Army because he admired Leon. After graduating from the Dragon Slaying Academy with excellent grades, he was directly assigned to Leon's squad.

He's a fanboy who successfully met his idol.

Leon patted Martin on the shoulder. "In that case, I'd like to know, today is indeed your stepmother's birthday, isn't it?"

Martin nodded. "Yes."

Oh, so it seems it wasn't a trap or a scheme, just a simple coincidence.

Even so, Leon will not let his guard down.

He had already planned tonight's events, enough to ensure that he, his master, and Rebecca could escape safely even if they couldn't find the mole.

"Also, how is your relationship with your stepmother?"

"Uh..." Martin hesitated for a moment.

"Oh, if it involves privacy, I won't force you to answer," Leon said.