"Where to go next...?"
Lan smiled helplessly at Chelsea, but couldn't offer any response.
He has now killed his former comrade with whom he was to work.
If he continues to serve in the Imperial Capital as a member of the ' Jaegers's ' unit, Syura's ' Wild Hunt ' will certainly not let him go.
After all, while killing Champ was perfectly justified and a blood debt should be repaid in blood, it was ultimately driven by personal grudges.
Previously, there was a precedent where General Lin Feng killed a Imperial Capital- ranking official in the capital but was not punished. However, his personal abilities were too outstanding, and the reasons behind it were unknown.
In short, Lan is unlikely to end up like Lin Feng. If she continues to serve in the ' Jaegers ' unit, she will probably never return.
Now that Esdeath has reorganized, I will no longer be under Esdeath's control, but at most under Lin Feng's command.
What would it feel like to serve someone you were once enemies with?
"Perhaps the best thing for me to do right now is to leave here... leave this city, leave the Imperial Guard of the Imperial Capital Palace..."
"Leave? Where to go?"
"I don't know either, it might be a very far away place, but I can't just stay in the Imperial Capital any longer, that's just too..."
Lan sighed deeply.
It wasn't that he didn't want to stay in the Imperial Capital, but his strength was truly limited. He would inevitably be wanted by the entire city, and how could he possibly escape from those elite forces on his own?
"Perhaps, is there another way?"
"Another way?"
Chelsea spoke, a man walked up behind her.
In the twilight, the man exuded a bewitching, bloodthirsty aura; usually at night, such a ghostly presence would only inspire terror.
But for some reason, Lan now feels unusually at ease.
" Lin Feng..."
Lan looked at the man in front of her; he was Lin Feng, the new superior of the ' Jaegers ' unit.
"Are you here to punish me...? It doesn't matter. Champ is dead, and he died by my hand. If you want to punish me, I'll accept it willingly."
Lan knew she couldn't escape from Lin Feng's grasp.
He had witnessed Lin Feng's strength firsthand; it was truly the ability to take the enemy general's head from the midst of a massive army. This man was someone he could not defeat.
"You've got one thing wrong. During my off-work hours, I don't side with the Imperial Capital."
Lin Feng spoke quietly, while Chelsea beside him wore a peaceful smile.
This man had killed the Dr. Stylish right in front of them, the ' Jaegers,' but Lan didn't really care about it.
He knew all along that Dr. Stylish was a mad scientist who abused human bodies and disregarded life for experimental modification. Coupled with his bizarre and disgusting personality, Lan never regarded that man as a close companion; at most, he was just a man she had worked with.
However, at this moment, Lan felt a sense of 'resonance'.
Lin Feng also faced the same predicament as him: eliminating a member of the organization he was about to cooperate with.
What did Lin Feng do back then? How did he uphold justice in his heart? Lan truly doesn't know, but one thing is already very clear.
That is, Lin Feng and Lan are both men who, once they have a thought, must do it, and insist on upholding the justice in their hearts.
"What exactly do you want to do...?"
"I don't want anything in return, I just want to offer you a place to stay if you need it."
A place to stay?
"Now that I am your new superior, I am responsible for you. This responsibility goes beyond just military discipline; it also applies to you personally."
Chelsea looked at Lin Feng from behind. For some reason, this man, despite his fair complexion and youthful appearance, exuded such maturity and composure.
His silhouette appeared so imposing, not because his status had undergone a dramatic change in just a few months, but because he possessed something that this corrupt Imperial Capital lacked.
That is a humanistic spirit that puts people first.
It seems that everyone in the Imperial Capital only cares about strength—financial resources, material resources, human resources, and combat power—but no one ever pays attention to the true desires of each individual.
However, Lin Feng disregarded all the things that those in power repeatedly emphasized. He insisted on rushing up to some insignificant individual and loudly proclaiming, "You are important, so let me grant your wish."
That person used to be Chelsea, and perhaps in the more distant past, there were others who were saved by Lin Feng in the same way, but now that person has become Lan.
"Lan, if you don't mind, I can lend you the small, unused courtyard next to the Lieutenant General's residence. This residence is far too large, and I'm too tired to clean it all by myself—how about that?"
" Lin Feng... you..."
"You don't need to worry, I will definitely ensure your safety."
Lan looked at Lin Feng in front of her.
In the past, he might have asked some inappropriate questions.
For example, "Will Minister Honest have any suspicions about you? Will he often spy on your life...?"
However, he had no intention of questioning Lin Feng Feng's ulterior motives; he was simply surprised by the man's behavior.
"Why are you helping me like this...? Doing this will only make you..."
"If I had to give a reason, there is one."
Lin Feng lowered his head, his expression calm, even somewhat unusual.
"Because I want to unite the forces of all those in this world who refuse to submit to this filthy empire."
These words were quietly uttered by Lin Feng.
But when it reached Lan's ears, it was so intense.
Like a thunderclap shattering a boulder, the impact was so powerful that it created an endless echo.
Lan could not only feel Lin Feng's boundless affirmation and trust in her, but also sense the lofty dreams and ambitions in this man's heart.
Although Esdeath was a very considerate leader, Lin Feng, compared to her, didn't seem like a leader, but rather like a confidant. Ran could almost see a bright future together with him.
"I understand... I..."
For a moment, Lan choked up, unsure of what to say.
"I... please let me... please let me hide in your... I'm sorry, I'll do whatever you say!"
Okay, okay~
Chelsea smiled slyly and patted Lan on the back.
"Put your words of gratitude aside for now, but you really need to clean the room thoroughly, okay? That area is such a mess, sometimes even I don't want to go there—after all, it's not the same room!"
As darkness fell, Lan looked at Lin Feng, hoping that under this man's protection, he could disappear forever from the eyes of the Imperial Capital's high-ranking officials, just like the setting sun, vanishing without a trace.