The Lord Of Blood Hill

Chapter 540: Copying Records Through the Night

Chick and the others come to Henwell's side. "We searched everything. Nothing was missed."Henwell nods lightly. "Then it seems the leader here is hiding among the captives."

Chick says in a low voice, "Should we take all of them and..."

Henwell shakes his head. "There is no need. Since he does not dare come out now, he will be even less willing to face us later."

Chick is still somewhat uneasy. "I can handle this cleanly. No one will..."

Henwell raises a hand and stops Chick from continuing. "No. We cannot kill all the captives here. This is not a question of softness."

"Nor is it a question of reputation. We are operating in another country, and this authority was jointly granted by the Western Federation and Billie."

"If we kill all the captives, they will not have any accomplishments to take back and boast about. That would be very disadvantageous for our later operations."

This time, Henwell needs to take down several important Veil strongholds. Obtaining intelligence and grabbing benefits is one part of it.

For the operation to clear out the Veil, the Western Federation and the Billie Kingdom have jointly offered a large number of rewards.

Henwell has suffered losses among his troops, so naturally he has to take some benefits.

In addition, Henwell also needs to use this opportunity to clear White Butterfly of blame.

Most importantly, Henwell must deal the Veil Organization as heavy a blow as possible, so that it will have no energy to trouble him for a short time.

After he breaks through to Glory Rank and Newwood returns again, Henwell will join forces with Newwood and bring Peace Haven's elites to formally show the Veil his fangs.

Only by making the other side feel that Henwell is not easy to provoke can he avoid more trouble in the future.

Among the captives now, there is only one Grand Knight, six or seven Battle Knights, and the rest are insignificant small fish.

There are around two hundred captives, plus about a hundred wounded who are receiving treatment.

These people are gathered in the plaza at the center of the training camp. The ballistas on the surrounding mountain walls are aimed at them, and a large number of Recurve Crossbows are also pointed at them.

If they make any sudden move, they will immediately suffer a fatal blow.

Henwell steps onto a temporary platform and looks down at the captives below. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Henwell."

"You could say I am revisiting an old place. More than ten years ago, I was called No. 1 here."

"I was the best trainee of that class, and for certain reasons, I never graduated from here."

"Now I have returned to see all of you instructors, and to complete my graduation ceremony while I am here."

"So? Are you instructors satisfied with the graduation defense submitted by us dropouts who came back?"

Many people here have heard of Henwell. After all, he was the most outstanding trainee since Forge Furnace Training Camp was established.

Unfortunately, this trainee was not cultivated by the training camp, nor was he a member of the Veil.

Everything Henwell possesses was won through his own blood and battles.

However, Forge Furnace Training Camp still used Henwell as an example to deceive the trainees here, claiming that Henwell still served the organization.

Today, Henwell has personally led people to break through the camp. That is a harsh slap against the Veil's previous fraudulent propaganda.

At this moment, facing Henwell's mockery, everyone in the training camp is too afraid to raise their heads and look at these most outstanding trainees.

Seeing that no one responds, Henwell looks at Victor beside him. "Did we not find any old acquaintances?"

Victor shrugs. "More than ten years have passed. Whether guards or instructors, they have changed through several batches."

"There was one instructor from Region Fourteen who later became a regional chief instructor, but he only had Battle Knight strength."

"He did not even fight us, so I do not know who cut him down. As for the rest, I have checked the list. I do not recognize a single one."

Henwell walks down from the platform and comes before the Veil's Grand Knight captive. "Friend, can you tell me where Sir Mandel, the person in charge of this camp, is?"

"As long as you are willing to speak, I will let you leave this place. I guarantee my words are valid, and I absolutely will not hunt you down."

"As for whether you can shake off the pursuit of the church and the Billie Kingdom, that will depend on your own luck."

The Grand Knight raises his head and gives a miserable laugh. He pulls up his sleeve, revealing a black Veil emblem tattoo.

"Henwell, you should know that people in our position are all bound by an oath pact."

"Death is not the end for us. At least, if we betray the organization, there are things worse than death."

Henwell does not continue questioning him. Instead, he looks around.

"Mr. Mandel, I know you are here."

"I suggest you come out and fight me. After all, you are an Iron Knight, so you still have a chance to escape."

"Once I send all the captives to Divine Revelation City, you will have no chance to leave. By then, you will be facing professionals from both the kingdom and the church."

"So this is your final chance. If you come out now, perhaps you still have an opportunity to leave."

"Your concealment skills are excellent, but you should believe that the church has plenty of methods. You may be able to fool me, but are you truly certain you can fool the church's inspection?"

Henwell hopes this fellow will come out right now. He can even truly hold back and let Mandel escape.

Mandel is usually cautious. As long as he is inside the training camp, he never takes off his mask.

No one here has ever seen his true face.

That undoubtedly makes finding Mandel much more troublesome.

However, Henwell does does not dwell on it for too long.

Tonight, Henwell and the others have a more important task.

There is a great deal of information and intelligence here, and Henwell needs to copy it down.

He only has one night. By tomorrow noon at the latest, the people from the church and the Billie Kingdom will come to seal and take away these documents.

At that point, it will not be so easy for Henwell to look through them.

Looking at the documents piled up in an entire room, Henwell is not too worried.

He has more than one thousand people, and all of them are literate knights. Copying books is not difficult.

And so, for the entire night, more than one thousand knights, including Henwell himself, bury their heads and copy documents.

After daybreak, the documents have basically all been copied. Henwell immediately orders all information regarding the trainees here to be burned.

Next, Henwell has people notify the church and the Billie Kingdom to come take over this training camp.

Henwell releases those youths and begins his own recruitment effort.

He has roughly looked through the records here and feels these youths do indeed have real value.

After all, they are the result of careful selection and cruel elimination.

Those who were disobedient, untalented, or lacked ambition have basically already turned into bones.

The ones left behind are all excellent seedlings, worth Henwell personally asking the church for.