Demon Lord 3

Chapter 1083: Great achievements in battle

I looked into the distance helplessly, then felt that the other party was too slow to arrive, and that those people were too stupid. Then I looked at the man and asked him with a pitiful look to save me. The man seemed to understand who I was at once, and his mind couldn't help but think of ways to save me. In the end, I was taken away, and the man returned to his side. Because the person I had been secretly contacting was indeed not the man. The man's status was relatively high now, so the person I had been secretly contacting was one of his subordinates. He had no direct contact, so others would not suspect him. But based on his previous identity, it is not difficult to doubt him! How did he maintain this for so long and still achieve such a level? This person is also quite amazing. Although he is a mythical existence, I can only wait and see. I really don't understand such people, let alone look down on them! I was speechless after being captured. With what they had, you could never beat me even if you died. After I went back, I didn't escape. The way those people watched me was even stricter. They almost tied up the most revealing things on me. I smiled and said that these things were not difficult at all. But why didn't I run away? Because I felt that I did nothing wrong. I served this place wholeheartedly. I have never been disloyal or unfilial. So they made a mistake in capturing me. They were also a little unbelievable. But seeing that I didn't run away, you felt that I was not wrong. Many people laid the foundation for me here before, and many people even pleaded for me, saying that I was definitely not from here. Undercover, if I were, I wouldn't be carrying out so many missions here. Half of the achievements here are mine, especially the big ones. I'm now a man of great military achievements. Finally, after much thought, I came up with a completely watertight explanation. No one can go back because of this incident. I feel like they can be quite foolish here sometimes, but it's not good to play tricks on people like this. I'll definitely need a thorough investigation later. If I fail, I'll be caught again, which makes things even more complicated. If we used brainwaves to transmit messages, it wouldn't be so troublesome. But if we had modern cell phones, that would work too! Although cell phones are easy to detect, they can't hold evidence. Back in their time, they had cell phones, but they didn't, and I did. Wouldn't that be a perfect fit? After thinking for a long time, I also feel that these things are not very reliable. I can't even make one now! The man wasn't having a good time either. He was reprimanded after returning, and his subordinates were being held captive. Now they were my teammates, and I had to find a way to get them out. What was I supposed to do? This time, it was truly my fault. He was imprisoned, so I had to get him out. After being reprimanded, the man kept thinking about me. Suddenly, it hit him: we'd known each other before, back in the countryside. He seemed quite young, and I was quite young then. He suddenly understood and bolted. Could he be falling into a trap? Of course not. He just stared in that direction for a long time. Why would he ruin his own marriage? The bottom line is, he's a coward. But if he were truly a coward, why would he dare to fight on the battlefield? Wouldn't a truly cowardly person be a coward? While the cowardly meaning here isn't the same as what others understand, he's certainly a coward when it comes to pursuing women. Otherwise, why hasn't he found a wife at such an old age? If the heroine wasn't a naive, love-obsessed person, she probably wouldn't pursue him! Yet, I can still empathize with those who hold fond memories, especially those left behind during childhood. These memories seem indelible, leaving a deep imprint in the depths of memory. It's as if this person lives in our hearts forever. We can't always bring them up, but when we do, everyone else pales in comparison, and this person becomes the only light. Is childhood truly destructive? The shadows of childhood can never be erased, nor can the light of childhood fade. With the passage of time, everything seems diluted, yet it seems we can recall it at will. When we do, the memories slowly become etched in our hearts, creating a deeper memory. The memories haven't been altered, they simply hold a different weight in our hearts.