Chapter - 2067

That cursed parasitic worm was the one Zeke personally picked off from a villager in the Village of Livestock. He handed it to Freddie so he could use it to appease his superiors.

Mahazael gave it a glance and nodded satisfactorily. "Not bad. Not bad at all. Alright, Freddie. You can leave now. Keep a close eye on the Village of Livestock. If anything slightly unusual happened, tell me about it immediately."

"Understood!" Freddie then left the room.

When he was fully out of sight of his superiors, he realized that his back was full of sweat.

He had to be incredibly cautious when dealing with those three devils. If he wasn't mentally strong and capable of putting on a poker face, he would've been killed right then and there,

After wiping the sweat on his forehead away, he looked around the different buildings, "There are about thirty buildings around here. Where exactly are they kept? It's not realistic to search all the buildings one by one as it'll leave me exposed. This is such a pain in the-"

Suddenly, someone passed him by.

He recognized who that person was. That guy was the right-hand man of Mahazael, Kingsley.

There was something strange about Kingsley.

The base had a cafeteria where everyone would go to have their meals.

However, Kingsley would insist on sending meals to someone.

Freddie noticed that before. He realized that, even as everyone was dining in the cafeteria, Kingsley would continue to send meals to someone.

He wondered about who Kingsley was sending those meals to and if there were people that no one knew about on the base. After giving it some thought, he came to the conclusion that Kingsley might be sending meals to the people Zeke wanted to rescue, David and Brantley.

If he followed Kingsley, then he would be
able to locate their location.

However, the chance of him being caught was too high as Kingsley was an observant fellow.

An idea suddenly flashed into his mind. If I can't follow him in secret, how about I just ask him to bring me there?

He promptly stepped forward and greeted Kingsley. "Hello, Kingsley! Pretty good morning, huh?”

Kingsley turned to look at Freddie with caution. "What are you doing here instead of at the cafeteria, Freddie?"

"I just returned from the Village of Livestock to deliver the matured cursed parasitic worm, you see. The delivery was just completed a second ago, which is why I haven't had the chance to go to the cafeteria."

"I see." Kingsley glanced at him with suspicion.

Freddie smiled mysteriously. "You're delivering meals again, Kingsley?"

"Yeah."

"Who are you delivering it to?"

Kingsley's expression darkened. "Why are you asking me that?"

"It was just a joke! I actually already knew who you're delivering these meals to."

"Oh? Then tell me who I'm delivering these meals to, then." Kingsley's breathing quickened.

"One of them is called Jones, and the other one is called Fleming. Am I right?"

Kingsley instantly grabbed Freddie's arm and dragged him to an obscure corner. "Who told you about this, Freddie? You know what? I don't care how you know about it. If you leak this info out, I can assure you that Mr. Mahazael will kill you!"

"Where do you think I've gotten this info from? He told me about it himself. In fact, he informed me about how you've applied for leave so you can visit your family. I'm actually your replacement for the next few days"

"Really? He agreed to my leave?"

"Of course! Why else would he tell me about their existence and ask me to substitute for you?"

Kingsley nodded. "That makes sense."

"I can see you're still unconvinced. How about you ask him about it yourself? He'll confirm what I just told you." Freddie betted everything on that lie.

Havent to confirm his claim, then If Kingsley he was as good as dead.

However, he was forced to say that, or else Kingsley wouldn't believe him enough to let him deliver the meals to his targets. It was a gamble with his own life on the line.

Thankfully, his gamble worked out.

Kingsley believed him without a hint of suspicion.