Chapter 135

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Chapter 135: Soldiers of Seychelles, You Need to Rally Together!

Half an hour later, Lolth sat in the command center of the Holy Alliance on the Loess Plateau, sipping hot Seychelles tea in a makeshift tent that served as a lounge, curling up helplessly in a reclining chair.

After realizing that Superoperator soldiers saw her as just an ordinary village girl, Lolth decided to play along and continue pretending to be an innocent civilian who wandered into a military restricted area.

After all, whether she was teleported away on the spot or if she knocked out the soldier, it could cause unimaginable bad effects.

With a big battle about to happen, it’s better for her not to be the butterfly flapping its wings.

Moreover, if a succubus suddenly appeared behind the Holy Alliance’s new Western Front… it wouldn’t be a matter of a butterfly flapping its wings anymore, but rather an elephant stomping its feet.

Fortunately, her disguise seemed to be successful. In this world that heavily relies on Magic Perception, as long as there are no magical fluctuations around her, she would naturally be treated as an ordinary civilian.

As for the soldiers asking Lolth where she lived, she started to ramble.

"I live in Ditch Village in the Old Mountain Town. I don’t know how I ended up here."

After searching the map for the Old Mountain Town and Ditch Village without any results, the group of Seychelles soldiers had to settle Lolth in a tent.

I must say, Lolth was quite lucky; these soldiers seemed to come from a militia group. Even though they were Superoperators, they were not arrogant towards civilians, but rather friendly and kind.

When faced with Lolth’s nonsense, they did not show any suspicion or impatience. Instead, they patiently explained things to her and even brought out some precious food supplies and tea to treat her.

"Don’t be afraid. Although it’s dangerous near the defense line and civilians are not allowed close, we won’t do anything to you."

"Actually, the demon race won’t break in anytime soon, so there’s nothing to worry about."

"You can have some tea and cookies here… even though they don’t taste great, it’s something to fill your stomach."

"In a few days, the supply transport team will arrive, and we will let you go with them. You just need to tell them which direction to find your Ditch Village."

The more enthusiastic the soldiers were, the more Lolth felt a little shy.

She originally planned to knock out the soldiers and escape if things got bad, but seeing how excited everyone was…

If it really came to a point where she had to act, she would have to be gentle!

Although their overly enthusiastic welcome made it hard for Lolth to find a chance to escape unnoticed, she realized that this was a good opportunity.

These Superoperator soldiers were mostly commoners, and while the highest rank was only Formal High Level, the leader probably acted as a kind of squad captain.

As the saying goes, pulling one thread can move the whole web. Even if they couldn’t be told the full battle plan, the instructions received by this small team and the information they had could give insights into the alliance’s specific movements.

Thinking this, Lolth decided to approach these seemingly relaxed soldiers.

"Thank you! You are all so kind. If you don’t mind, I could offer a lamb as a gift to you, dear officers!"

Lolth gave a sweet, lovely smile, filled with sincerity and innocence.

She didn’t say that just to be friendly. After all, it’s awkward to accept food from others, and even though these biscuits are very hard to eat as army rations, she felt bad about taking free food.

The soldiers, after hearing this, shook their hands in refusal. The one in charge, a Formal High Level warrior, scratched his head and showed an embarrassed expression.

"Hey, miss, no need to be polite with us… Even though we are Superoperators, we are not noble lords or from knight families. I come from a small mountain village, and my parents are shepherds," said the soldier dressed as the squad leader seriously. "You can just call me Brother Pilaf! My little sister is about the same age as you!"

"Alright, Brother Pilaf, you can just call me Kululu," Lolth nodded and started her small talk, "But, is it really okay for you guys to be surrounding me like this? What about your patrol duties…?"

"Not a problem at all, Ms. Kululu," another soldier said cheerfully, "We just finished our shift! It’s actually our break time!"

"I see," Lolth smiled happily, "It seems that life in the army is quite relaxing… That’s great!"

The soldiers watched Lolth’s purposely sweet expression, and these innocent country boys and young men from small towns naturally fell for it.

"Miss Kululu, do you have family in the army as well?"

"Could it be… a loved one?"

"Wow, maybe it’s a general’s fiancée and little sister."

The soldiers began to discuss excitedly all at once.

Lolth looked at their reactions, which were just as she expected, and continued to nod her head calmly.

"Yes, it seems to be nearby… But I’ve heard that there might be another battle soon, and I’m a little worried!"

After Lolth said this, she started to secretly observe the reactions of the people around her.

However, to Lolth’s surprise, the soldiers also showed confused expressions.

"Where did this news come from?"

"I don’t know; I’ve never heard of it before."

"The council has ordered to retreat to defensive lines and to tighten military discipline; no one is allowed to act on their own…"

"I heard that many families of Lauren and Qinma’s nobles are still in the demon race’s territory…"

"Yes, and there are rumors that the demon race didn’t actually destroy the city and even treats the civilians well. Now many new nobles in Seychelles are calling for a treaty with the demon race!"

"Isn’t that a joke? How can we sign a treaty with the demon race!"

"It’s really not a joke… I heard that many deserters returning from Vera Plain were quarantined because they seemed to have communicated with the demon race…"

The soldiers were talking excitedly among themselves, and the more Lolth listened, the more confused she became.

What is going on with the Holy Alliance’s new Western Front? Why are these people from Seychelles so disheartened?

In a country that claims to have the most advanced system on the continent, how are they handling their publicity?

These issues can be set aside for now… Why is there no plan for a counterattack at all?

What does "no unauthorized attacks" mean?

Just when Lolth felt confused and lost, the voice of the herald suddenly came from outside the tent.

"Captain Pilaf—rest is over, a big shot from the Papal State has arrived with reinforcements, we need to go outside and form a line to welcome them."