Chapter Seventeen: The Traitor

  Sasou raised her hand and released a water ball, which stimulated by the cool water, Kirei let out a moan, struggled to open her eyes, and a ridiculously ugly face jumped into her field of vision. Kirei involuntarily shrieked and backed away with her hands and feet together.

  "Miss Ke Li, don't be nervous, we're all friends." Han Jin said softly.

  Qian Li turned her head and saw Han Jin, but there was no hint of 'friendship' in her expression. Instead, she gritted her teeth and said: "It's you!!"

  "Cough... it's me." Han Jin coughed once.

  Her beautiful eyes swept over Mo Xingke and the others, and she suddenly remembered something: "Uncle Hoffman? Where is Uncle Hoffman?"

  Han Jin and Mo Xinkai exchanged a glance, the situation was somewhat tricky. Those warriors knocked Qili unconscious and locked her in a mountain cave, apparently the situation had reached an extremely critical degree. Qili should also have some impression of the situation at that time. The hastily woven lie not only failed to gain Qili's trust but would also deepen and intensify Qili's vigilance.

  "You need to calm down." Xian Ni'er saw that Han Jin and Mo Xin had difficult expressions on their faces, so she stepped forward and said softly: "You... are the only survivor."

  Kaili's body shook slightly, then turned around and ran forward. Mo Xinkai took a step forward, blocking Kaili's way.

  "Get out of the way!" Keli shrieked.

  Mo Xinke dodged beautifully in front of him, because he felt guilty: "Miss Qiuli, that place is not suitable for you, really."

  "Get out of the way! Let me through!" Kairi shouted as she pushed her way past Moshika.

  Mo Xinke still blocked the way in front of Qiuli, that battlefield was too bloody, Qiuli's emotions were now very unstable, if she received another strong stimulation, the consequences would be unpredictable, so he absolutely could not let her go.

  But the more beautiful movement is getting more and more intense, finally even developed to use fists to hit, use feet to kick, however, Mozeko's body is like a big mountain, motionless. After a while, Mozeko didn't seem to have anything happen, but Kirei was exhausted and staggering.

  "Is that Miss Kaili? Calm down!" Xanier shouted: "What's the point of making such a fuss? Can it make you forget these pains, or can your warriors gain new lives?"

  Kerry spun around suddenly and stared at Xanthe: "You just told me I'm the only survivor?"

  "Yes."

  "They can face death to protect me, don't I even have the courage to see them off?" Kairui said word by word, her voice was very calm, or rather, she was trying hard to control herself, but tears still fell from her eyes.

  Xian Ni'er's words were stuck in her throat, and after a moment, she smiled wryly and said: "Mo Xin Ke, let go, she's right."

  Mo Xin looked at Han Jin with a pleading gaze, but Han Jin just sighed and said: "Let her go."

  Keli's words not only moved Xian Ni Er, but also moved him. If they didn't let Keli see her one last time, perhaps Keli would hate them for the rest of their lives, and also hate herself for the rest of her life.

  Mei Xinkē reluctantly stepped aside, and Qílì stumbled forward, with Han Jìn and Mei Xinkē following far behind. In fact, at this time, Qílì was already exhausted, and the fight with Mei Xinkē had consumed her last bit of strength. She would sometimes trip over stones or branches on the ground, and sometimes bump into tree trunks that she could have easily avoided. The struggling figure in front made people's hearts ache unbearably.

  Mo Xinke wanted to go up and support Qiu Li, but was pulled back by Han Jin. Now it's not the right time to disturb Qiu Li, letting her vent freely and wildly is the best solution.

  Qian Li walked into the battlefield with a rolling and crawling motion, finally stopping in front of the warrior who had fallen together with the human-faced eagle. With a thud, she knelt to the ground, her shoulders shaking violently, but Han Jin and the others couldn't hear any crying sounds.

  Qīnglì didn't know that she was not only tormenting herself, but also Mó Xìn Kē. As for Hán Jìn, he was a completely different kind of person, skilled at controlling his own thoughts. When he thought some idea would bring about negative emotions, he could control himself to not think about it. Mó Xìn Kē couldn't do that. The more Qīnglì cried, the more self-reproachful and miserable he became, but he could only silently endure.

  Han Jin clearly knew that this wouldn't work out, so he walked slowly to the headless corpse, looked at it seriously for a while, and intentionally let out a cold laugh.

  "What did you find?" Xanthe walked over, with Mozhiko and Sasou following behind.

  "This man wasn't killed by a Harpy Eagle, it's impossible for the eagle to peck off half his head in one go!" Han Jin said slowly: "Have you seen his wound? Only being hit by a large blunt object or being smashed by something heavy would result in this kind of injury."

  Xian Ni'er leaned in and looked at him with a frown, saying: "You're saying that someone attacked them?"

  "I used to think so too." Han Jin's eyes gradually turned cold: "Looking at Miss Gui Li, I finally know who the murderer is."

  "Who?" Mo Xinko asked in a urgent voice.

  "You and I both know him."

  Mo Xin's eyes widened as he suddenly remembered what Han Jin had said earlier about the large blunt instrument attack: "Is it that dwarf blacksmith master, Verral?" The iron hammer in Verral's hand could have caused this kind of injury!

  "It was him." Han Jin let out a light sigh: "Traitors are not to be trusted, if he could betray you once, then he would betray you a second time, a third time... Miss Gui's heart is too soft. If it were me, I wouldn't have spared that Vilar at the time! Not to mention Vilar was forced to become a slave, his heart full of resentment, where would there be even half a bit of loyalty? When he found an opportunity, of course he would counterattack his master."

  "That beast!" Mo Xinko roared furiously: "I will absolutely not let him off!"

  "I won't let him off either." Han Jin said slowly, seeing Mo Xinkuo's emotions find an outlet, he finally put his mind at ease.

  "Dwarf master blacksmith? How could he possibly harm a warrior?" Xanriel asked skeptically.

  "He's not just a master blacksmith, but also a high-ranking battle dwarf." Han Jin replied.

  "Even if he is a high-ranking combat dwarf, can you be sure it was him just based on these things? That's a bit rash, don't you think?" Xanier said: "What if it wasn't him?"

  "It's simple, after Miss Kaili's emotions have stabilized, ask her if Villar is in the team or not, and everything will be clear. I've carefully checked all the places, and I'm sure there are no dwarf corpses here." Han Jin said calmly: "Also, don't forget that I am a prophet, although I still can't see the future clearly, but I trust my intuition."

  Han Jin has already said it to this extent, and Xian Ni'er can't refute it either. She shifted her gaze elsewhere.

  "Xian Ni Er, I feel... you seem to have a special liking for dwarves." Han Jin said calmly.

  "Hmm..." Xian Ni'er's eyes flickered with a hint of change, but quickly returned to calmness: "You're wrong, I'm just a very serious person."

  (PS: There is still one more chapter at 1 pm.)