An Omen

"Why is the World Joint Conference holding its meeting in our Liberio Internment Zone?" During a break from training, the Marley Warrior Candidate gathered together and chatted. Udo, who wore glasses, voiced his doubts.

Beside him stood Zofia, who had fully recovered from her injuries and returned to the team. Zofia said nonchalantly, "Who knows? Maybe it's a chance for us Eldians to show our faces in front of representatives from all over the world?"

Falco scratched his head. "Well, I don't think it's that complicated, right? Maybe it's just because the Liberio Internment Zone is big?"

Sitting next to the three was Gabi. In the past, when participating in such discussions, Gabi was always the most active one. She was also quick-witted and could often guess half of the answers correctly.

However, Gabi was acting out of character, sitting there fiddling with her fingers without saying a word.

As Falco spoke, his eyes kept glancing at Gabi. Since Zofia recovered and returned to the team, Porco's resentment towards Gabi had gradually faded. Sometimes, children's thoughts are indeed more eccentric and changeable than adults'.

Therefore, Falco still harbors some concern for Gabi.

However, if we're talking about changes, Falco felt that Zofia, who had just returned from the hospital, was also a bit strange. Before, Zofia was basically expressionless all day long, extremely indifferent, and didn't say much except for basic training.

However, Zofia found Falco somewhat strange these days. Whenever the Warrior Candidate talked about Marley, Zofia would chime in with a few words, and the content of her words was rather odd, as if she were subtly mocking Marley.

However, Falco didn't think too much about it. He just assumed that Zofia might have just returned from the hospital and hadn't yet adapted to the Warrior Unit's training.

Just as the group was engrossed in their conversation, Falco's older brother, Kurt, approached and called out Sofia's name, "Sophia? Senior Aili is calling you, come here for a moment."

Upon hearing that it was Sister Aili calling her, Zofia quickly stood up from the ground and ran towards Colt. Not far behind Colt stood Aili, who was smiling broadly.

Just as Zofia stood up, Gabi's body trembled almost imperceptibly. Then, after Zofia stood up, Gabi also stood up and hurriedly said, "I'm going to the restroom."

"Hey, Gabi, wait..." Falco opened his mouth to call out to Gabi, but Gabi had already dashed off. "I meant to say, the toilet isn't there, it's behind us."

The moment Aili and Zofia met, Gabi secretly followed and hid behind them.

"Sister Aili, why did you suddenly come to see me?" Zofia's voice sounded very happy.

Aili smiled and gently rubbed Zofia's face, saying, "Can't I come see you if there's nothing wrong? How's your recovery going? Are you feeling better? I hope the training with the Warrior Unit hasn't taken a toll on your health."

Zofia: "Don't worry, Sister Aili, I'm fine, perfectly healthy."

Aili: "That's good, alright, little Zofia, I have some very important news to tell you, you must remember it well." Unlike her gentle voice just now, Aili's voice now clearly sounded serious and earnest.

Realizing things weren't so simple, Zofia's little face turned serious.

Aili continued, "When the World Joint Conference convenes, remember to stay as far away from the venue as possible. Also, make sure your family members don't attend. You must protect yourselves."

If you absolutely cannot get away, be sure to find me at the venue, or if you see Sister Selina, you can go to her, understand?

Zofia's eyes widened, and she asked excitedly, "Sister Aili, is our Restoration Army about to make a move? What are we going to do? Are we going to destroy the World Joint Conference of Marley?"

Aili ruffled Zofia's hair, which was a similar color to her own, and said, "Little girl, you underestimate our Eldia Revival Army. Our goal isn't just this; we want to liberate all our Eldia compatriots."

Hiding in the shadows, Gabi listened with a pounding heart. The Eldia Revival Army? The Marley World Joint Conference? Action? Liberating her fellow Eldia? These impactful words made Gabi feel dizzy for a moment. She regretted eavesdropping; wouldn't it have been better to be a clueless bystander?

Inside the spacious military vehicle, the portly Bagg sat comfortably in the back seat, legs crossed, eating Hot Pot and singing... oops, wrong channel, he was eating chicken legs and humming a song. The vehicle was stuffed with many prepared gifts.

His family spent a little money to smooth things over so that he could also make an appearance at this World Joint Conference, so Bagg rushed to the Marley Capital without stopping.

During the war, Bagg had few friends he could talk to; most of the time he was surrounded by a bunch of parasites like himself, except for his brother Loa.

Although Bagh was badly tricked by Loa on their first meeting and was tricked by Loa several more times, it must be said that Loa's personality suited Bagg's taste very well, and their cooperation in the later stages of the war could be described as perfect.

So, the first thing Bagg did after arriving in the Marley Capital was to bring a bunch of gifts to see his "old friend" and "good brother" Loa.

Russell Manor is located in a remote area, and some sections of the road are quite rugged. Bagg, who is quite fat, was almost jolted to the point of bursting with oil. After enduring an hour of terrible road conditions, Bagg finally arrived at the Russell Manor.

As soon as he got out of the car, he couldn't stop complaining about the bumpy road. "What are the traffic bureau doing? This road is more uneven than the teeth of our eighty-year-old housekeeper. It's infuriating!"

While cursing and swearing, Bagg directed two of his men to unload the gifts, and then he took the lead and pushed open the gate of the Russell Manor.

"Brother Loa! Your older brother has come to see you! Hahahaha! You didn't expect that, did you? Hahaha... ha... ha..." Bagg's hearty laughter grew softer and softer until it was barely audible, like a mosquito's hum.

Before Bagg, a dozen pairs of eyes stared intently at him, each pair filled with chilling murderous intent. Most importantly, the dozen or so people in front of him, dressed in strange clothes and carrying small jars, each held two gleaming Blades that flashed with a cold light.

The blade was undeniably sharp. A bead of cold sweat slid down Bagg's forehead, down his cheek, to the corner of Bagg mouth, and into his open mouth.

"Um, um, well, I'm sorry, I went to the wrong door. Have fun, guys. I'm leaving now, no need to see me off..."

Bang!! A loud bang as the door slammed shut!

"Ah!!! Yamete!!"