Lanchi Had Perfectly Blended In

Krui Di Empire, Botswana Province, on the mountain railway less than an hour's journey from the capital, Bulida.

The Bulida Magic Energy Rail Train had been stopped for quite some time. Smoke rose from the first few carriages, with the damage to the fourth carriage being especially severe.

After the brief outbreak of fighting ended, silence returned once more.

A huge hole had been blasted through the roof, allowing sunlight to pour in recklessly. Yet it could not penetrate the black fog, only barely illuminating the old figure standing amid the devastated ruins.

The old man was like an aging emperor standing atop Black Reef. Only the dazzling radiance around his body and the eerie glimmer swaying in his eyes within the black fog remained especially clear.

"Can we have a proper talk, Young Miss Unity?"

His voice was complicated as he looked at the female assassin on the ground. There was an added note of pleading in his words.

Within this soundproof barrier, their conversation would no longer be overheard by anyone else.

"..."

Unity lay face-down on the cold, hard wooden floor, her teeth clenched tightly.

Although the body belonged to her, she could not feel the slightest bit of control over it.

The Imperial Army officer before her looked down at her from above. With her night vision, she could clearly see the sickly gentleness hanging on that harsh face, as though he were toying with his prey.

She had never seen such a terrifying mind-control spell. As long as he captured someone, he could infer fragments of personal information through their dreams.

Although dreams were vague and uncontrollable, they lurked in the depths of memory and the mind. There would always be clues revealed indirectly.

By repeatedly digging through her dreams, he could eventually uncover some