CATASTROPHE CARD KING

Chapter 942: Chapter 291 S-Class Plot_3

“You…”

Upon hearing these words, Batis staggered, barely able to stand firmly.

Since the moment the spy was exposed, he had already guessed this outcome.

Now, hearing it with his own ears, it was as if his soul had been ripped from his body, he murmured inquiringly, “Why… why would you do this?”

He knew that his decision would lead to the death of hundreds of thousands from the Rebellion Army right here.

The red-haired woman’s eyes were filled only with hatred and sorrow as she yelled, “Those damn slaves killed my father, my brothers, my little brother… Batis, why do you think?!”

But that wasn’t the loss brought by this city’s fall.

It was death on the battlefield.

Batis wanted to explain.

That with war, death is inevitable.

But he knew it was pointless.

Right now, he could only see a pair of eyes filled with raging fury.

Once again, the red-haired woman said, “The true nature of mankind is not to hate power, but to hate not holding it in their own hands! Even if you succeed, once you sit in that position, you’ll find there’s no difference between you and them! Haven’t you noticed? Your Rebel Army raping and plundering everywhere, the high ranks treating pillaged women as playthings, hoarding stolen treasures in their own vaults… How is that different from the nobility you think are the root of all evil? You hate the nobility, you kill the nobility, I can understand that. But turning rape and murder of women, the slaughter of the innocent, causing endless bloodshed… into acts of righteousness?”

“…”

Batis couldn’t retort.

Not all nobility were bad people.

But likewise, not all of the Rebellion Army were good people.

Once the machine of war is set in motion, often it no longer changes by individual will.

Batis knew she was right.

After waging war these years, he had long seen through the essence of war.

The Rebel Army also contained much of humanity’s ugliness.

Even with his strongest efforts to contain it, what war brought was ultimately pain and death.

And now, the Rebel Army was no longer the group of like-minded comrades united to liberate slaves.

After saying her piece, with a fatalistic and enraged tilt of her neck, the red-haired woman demanded, “Kill me! Just like you killed my father and brothers!”

Batis sighed deeply, eventually having killed the women.

He walked out of the room, disheartened.

…

Before Batis entered this house, he was like a lion.

But walking out of the room, he was like an old man approaching his twilight years.

“Complete B-level hidden plot: The Traitor of Waren City. Extra card draw chance +30%”

Watching this scene from a distance, Leonard Churchill and his companions also came to understand the whole story.

The traitor was not among the Rebels, but was this red-haired woman instead.

No wonder Aragon’s ancestors never mentioned who the traitor was; even if Batis knew, he wouldn’t say it.

After all, his former lover being the traitor was essentially no different from being one himself.

Alice, after reporting the information acquired by the crow, also sighed, “So that’s how it is…”

Allen muttered, “No wonder my Teacher always cautioned us that love truly can make one lose their mind.”

And as Leonard listened to those words, his eyes gradually deepened.

At this moment, the story thread of “Waren City Rebel Camp” was nearly complete.

The previous fragmented clues could now be connected to infer the cause and effect.

In his eyes at this moment, he saw threads of fate stretching out before him.

But the plot was one thing.

Leonard thought of the words the Toad had said earlier, suggesting he observe as a bystander, looking at this war from an outsider’s perspective.

He saw certain phenomena that inevitably appeared in the aftermath of a “war.”

Plague, famine, endless violence, the greedy sins of envy, unrestrained lust, the greed of getting something for nothing, burgeoning desire for power…

All the ugliness of humanity, like sewer rats, could normally be concealed, but war was like lifting the manhole cover off the sewer, exposing all the darkness and stench.

“The inevitable rule following the outbreak of war, huh…”

Leonard pondered thoughtfully to himself.

The most important point of “I am the world” is that every cause has its effect.

Once a war begins, these uglinesses inevitably come to light.

It’s a universal law where seeing the beginning enables the prediction of the outcome.

But at this moment, Leonard still couldn’t accurately describe what he had come to realize.

He couldn’t grasp that elusive insight, as if trying to hold onto mist.

And instinct told him that what Toad wished for him to observe was something else.

About the deeper rules of “war” and “strategy.”

…

Alice, observing Leonard’s contemplative expression, thought he was considering the next plot developments.

With reflection, she said, “That woman inside is from the military. And Waren City is doomed to fall, if we can save her, even if the city is breached, we can still survive.”

Hearing this, Allen’s eyes shifted as he agreed, “Yeah! Alice sister is right. Even though we are part of the Rebel Faction, our mission is ‘survival.’ This is indeed a clue to staying alive…”

No sooner had the words been spoken, Leonard began to speak, shaking his head, “It’s still not difficult enough.”

He didn’t deny this approach, which indeed could be a way to survive and leave the Alternate Dimension, a feat befitting of an A-level military challenge.

But it definitely wouldn’t reach the level of S.

Moreover, by choosing to surrender to the military, they would completely lose the chance to find “the key to the Slave Collar.”

The key was with the Rebel Faction, and if they followed the main plot, they certainly wouldn’t get it.

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