King Ember's Journey to Tevat

Chapter 845 Sneak Attack
The night was dark and windy, and Winterfell fell into a deep sleep. But beneath its ground, it was bustling with activity.

"Come and attack us!"

At the round table, a figure who was obviously smaller than him said this. As soon as this was said, Diluk immediately objected.

"This is not the main attack, this is a cover, to put it bluntly, it's suicide!"

Diluk shook his head and corrected Olympia's misconception.

Next to him, another obviously older figure also added: "Yes, you still have a long future ahead of you. It is better for us old men to handle dangerous things like this."

"No, our future is only about killing the Fatui. If we give up the chance to fight the Fatui, we will be giving up our future."

Zahn, who was beside Olympia, said slowly.

The Fatui had burned their past relationships to the ground, so now they were placing their futures on the Fatui.

That is a future filled with only revenge, killing, and blood.

"Don't you want to take the Heart of God?"

"Isn't this done by you?" Zain smiled. He continued:

"Besides, I remember that the Doctor in the Fatui was very difficult to deal with, right? Let's deal with him."

"you……"

One observer sounded doubtful. It was not that he did not believe Zahn, but that there was a huge gap between the doctor's strength and that of ordinary people.

"Wrong, it's us!"

Zahn pointed at himself and then at Olympia and his other companions beside him.

"Although our intelligence is not as comprehensive as yours, we can roughly guess that the doctor has many clones..."

"It's not a lot, it's too much! We still don't have an exact number for the number of slices he had."

Zen, Olympia and others raised their eyebrows when they heard this. Just when the observers thought that these little guys would give up, they unexpectedly smiled at the same time.

"A surprise, one for each person?"

"I'm afraid there won't be enough to share, and from past experience, these slices are not something that one person can handle."

"Then one for three people!"

"..."

"Okay, I'll let everyone know right away."

After saying that, someone behind Zaen retreated.

The conversation between Zen and the others was not concealed. Kunolos on the opposite side heard it and suddenly realized something.

His eyes widened, he stood up and asked, "Wait! Zahn, and Olympia, how many people are there among you!"

Zahn and Olympia, who were whispering, raised their heads after hearing this. After they pondered for a while, they slowly replied, "As for this... the doctor should know better than us."

"We have as many people as his experimental log has numbers."

"Well, probably."

Zahn nodded, causing everyone to be silent. Seeing everyone silent, Olympia smiled and said, "What do you think? Do you think cooperating with us is a good choice now?"

"Moreover, most of us are hanging around the Fatui base outside the city. We probably don't even know what the Fatui in the city look like."

As for why it is not clear, just ask the corpses of the Fatui outside the city and you will know - if they can speak.

"Well, in that case, the mission of covering them will be handed over to you." The observers were not indecisive people. Seeing that Zen and the others had made up their minds, they resolutely handed over the mission of covering them.

Diluk on the side also nodded silently.

Everyone reached a consensus, and seeing that no one else had any objections, they moved on to the next step.

"Okay, now let's assign the tasks..."

Late at night in the city of Winter Solstice, someone was awake all night.

……

A few days have passed since then, and Winterfell has not experienced any major turmoil due to the Northern Continent Intelligence Network and the plans of Zahn and others.

However, despite this, the number of people coming and going in Winterfell has increased, even if the "suspicious persons" who have mixed in are excluded.

"Is this the Winter City..."

"Don't be in a daze, Chelsea. Don't forget what day it is today. Hurry and meet up at the agreed location!"

"I know, don't rush me." The girl stretched out her voice and responded helplessly. After that, she followed her companions and began to shuttle through the huge Winter City.

The direction in which the few people were moving was almost the same as the direction of the crowd, the only difference was the speed.

Soon, a huge palace that looked like a church appeared before their eyes.

"Is this where the executive was buried?" Chelsea and the crowd stood on tiptoe to look inside, but unfortunately, the Fatui cordon was too far away, so they couldn't see the scene inside the palace at all.

Just as she was swaying as if she was about to fall, she felt someone supporting her.

Turning around, she saw that the person was familiar. It was her companion, and now they had also come here.

The companion patted Chelsea's shoulder, then quickly walked through the crowd and went to the location agreed upon in advance.

Seeing this, Chelsea put away her curiosity and started moving forward with her group members.

The palace was surrounded by crowds of people, coming and going. Many people wanted to see what the executive really looked like, or just wanted to join in the fun.

But no matter what their purpose was, they were doomed to be disappointed. People waited until night fell but no executive officer came out. As a result, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the area around the palace became much emptier.

"Strange, why didn't they bury him?"

On a tall building next to the palace, Diluk, who had been lurking for a long time, asked doubtfully.

"Hmm...it seems they had an argument." Zaen beside Diluk opened his eyes and responded.

Upon hearing this, Diluk glanced at the young man beside him. The distance was so far that he could neither see the scene inside the palace nor hear any sound. How did Zen know all this?
While thinking, he laughed at himself. He was worried that these boys and girls would suffer because of their impulsiveness and carelessness, so he specially joined the raiding team.

But now it seems...

Diluk looked at the teams hiding at various intersections and the people waiting in the dark for an opportunity to strike, and he knew that he was worrying too much.

But the Northern Continent Intelligence Organization was no pushover. Looking up at the night sky, Diluk raised his hand and made a few nightingale calls.

"Woohoo! Woah!"

"Cuckoo!"

Diluk put down his hand, turned around and said, "Our people are ready. The explosive barrels near the palace have been placed, and the team heading to the auditorium should have reached it by now."

"How are you?"

Upon hearing this, Zain made a "no problem" gesture:

"We have no problem either."

"Hmm..., that's good."

Diluk exhaled deeply, raised his hand and pulled, and a bright red light lit up in the night sky.

"call out--"

"Snapped!"

Fireworks exploded in the night sky, attracting the attention of people in the city.

"What's going on? Isn't there an executive officer being buried today? Why are people setting off fireworks?"

The fireworks were eye-catching, but the executives in the funeral hall were destined not to be able to see them - they were arguing right now.

"Doctor, who killed the scattered soldiers?"

"I've said it countless times, commit suicide."

The Doctor responded to the Clown's question expressionlessly, but this argument obviously did not convince him.

"I've been with you for so long that I forgot there are still many things that need to be dealt with."

"You guys take care of the burial of the scattered soldiers. I'll leave first."

The doctor became impatient with the questioning. After saying something to his colleagues, he walked out of the door without looking back.

But just as he was about to step out of the palace gate, an inexplicable sense of crisis rose in his heart.

A pungent smell penetrated his nostrils, and the four words "high explosives" suddenly flashed through the mind of the research-mad doctor instinctively.

"Wait, this is..."

His pupils contracted, but before he could say the rest of his words, they were covered by the flames and roar.

"boom!!!"

Even bigger fireworks exploded in Winterfell.

(End of this chapter)