Chapter 807
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"Who is it?
A middle-aged officer from Herl City. "
Kieran replied.
"Please tell me his name, I will bring my men to confront him!"
Eander said with undiminished rage.
"Are you sure you want to confront him?"
Kieran's face showed a ruminating smile.
Instantly, Eander's heart quivered.
"No, no need!
Your Highness, please wait a moment, I am just a pitiful messenger, I am not the person in charge of the camp … Please allow me to convey this to the highest officer of Carlhart Military Camp! "
Eander said in a terrified tone as he obviously knew what was going on.
"One time!
I'll give you one chance!
If … "
Kieran prolonged his tone and Eander immediately said with tears of gratitude, "I will cherish this chance! Thank you for your mercy! "
The Devil Flame in Kieran's hand was extinguished.
He waved at Eander.
Eander immediately left as though he was granted amnesty.
He didn't walk on his feet but crawled on the floor as he retreated. Only after he left the room did he dare to stand up.
He wiped his sweaty forehead.
He swiftly boarded the wagon outside the door and ordered the wagoner to hurry back. Eander's face instantly turned gloomy.
He knew it was that bastard who started to get restless again.
The wagon returned to the core area of Carlhart Military Camp without any hindrance.
A field the size of a football field, a three-storey main building and an independent hall.
The wagon stopped outside of Independence Hall and Eander strode into the hall.
The hall could fit 500 to 600 men but there were only 10 Mutants sitting inside, it looked extremely empty and quiet.
Dak Dak Dak!
Eander's footsteps echoed in the hall.
When Eander stopped walking, the ten Xenogeneics immediately looked at him with questioning eyes.
"That man is a real Royal!"
Eander said.
Right away, the Mutants' expressions changed.
Some heaved a breath of relief.
Some were filled with nervousness.
One of them even asked directly, "What is his Highness here for?"
"Herbert!
"That human scholar who studies our history — our old rival purposely leaked the news to lure Her Highness here, hoping that we … Heh!"
Eander did not finish his sentence, but all the Xenogeneics knew what was going on.
After all, from the moment they took over Carlhart Military Camp, both sides had been fighting each other openly and covertly.
"Damn it!"
"Bastard!"
…
Curses like this began to ring out one after another.
"Alright!"
A voice that wasn't loud and could even be considered low sounded.
But after this voice spoke, the cursing in the hall stopped. All the xenogeneics looked at the xenogeneic sitting in the middle.
It was a mutant with an extremely muscular body and a face full of scars.
Although he was just sitting there, he was taller than a normal person standing up. His breathing, in particular, actually produced a thunderous roar.
"Carlhart, what should we do?"
A Mutant asked.
Carlhart, every single one of the highest commanding officers of Carlhart Military Camp would choose this name.
After the non-humankind took over the military camp, this tradition was also kept.
It wasn't because of respect.
It was just because it was one of the promises made back then.
"Prepare a banquet to welcome Her Highness!"
Carlhart said.
Right away, most of the Mutants around him showed joy on their faces.
Only two to three of them looked worried.
As for the other two, they were expressionless as if the matter didn't concern them.
"Carlhart, don't forget the promise we made with the higher-ups of Langdon!"
"We are different from Edgar and the other non-humankind!"
One of the Mutants reminded.
"Mm.
"We are different, but it doesn't mean that other people think the same. Send someone to pass the image of Her Highness in the Recording Crystal to that guy … He will know what mistake he has made. How dare he provoke a real 'Royal'!"
Carlhart nodded, he didn't refute his kinsman's words.
But at the same time, he didn't plan to change his mind either.
It was just that there was a slight change.
However, such a change wasn't something all the Mutants could accept.
"Carlhart, I don't suggest this!
Her Highness' temper isn't that good, if you do this, you will anger her! "
Eander said.
"Which Highness has a good temper?
"But isn't our Carlhart Military Camp still standing?"
Temper will be suppressed by strength and what we need is a place for us to live and reproduce … Don't forget, the dynasty has fallen a long time ago! "
Carlhart said slowly.
His words made the high-ranking Mutants around him turn pale but in the end, none of them said a word.
Because it was the truth.
They also needed to live and reproduce.
That was why they worked with the higher-ups of Langdon to take over the military camp and train the most elite soldiers for Langdon in exchange for all kinds of precious resources.
Mutants might look the same as humans but they were completely different.
The so-called reproduction wasn't as simple as sufficient food and a good environment.
In order to prevent and survive the weakening period, they needed a lot of things, it wasn't something that could be solved with a few hands.
"What about Herbert?
Rumor has it that the scholar holds the location of His Majesty the Emperor's legacy. "
One of the Mutants suddenly said.
The hall went silent right away, all the Mutants in the hall showed a greedy shine in their eyes.
Including Carlhart.
But soon enough, Carlhart put away his greed.
"In order to get the legacy of His Majesty the Emperor, one must have the bloodline of the Royal family, it's not something we can dip our fingers in!"
Carlhart then stood up and walked away after he finished.
The other Mutants didn't stay for long either and soon left in twos and threes.
Only Eander was left standing there with his face changing repeatedly.
He clearly felt the unusual reaction from the high-ranking officers of the military camp after Carlhart's last sentence.
Although they concealed it well, they couldn't hide it from Eander's eyes and senses.
He knew what the high-ranking officers were planning.
After all, it was rare to see a Royal Clan that was so weak and powerless.
But …
Such a powerful Royal family was also rare!
"Maybe I can do something about it!"
Eander turned around and left the hall while the thought lingered in his mind.
Day flew by in a flash.
Night arrived as promised.
However, the Carlhart Military Camp tonight was destined to be different.
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