No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Moonblade felt a deep pang of sadness, as though the man she idolized had completely ignored her.

However, Jamie noticed her gaze and smirked without saying anything.

Soon, their convoy in a grand departure.

On a quiet country road, dozens of people lay scattered about. This village had received official approval for reconstruction, and its residents had been relocated to a distant town. In the dead of night, the road was deserted, with only moonlight illuminating the figures on the ground.

At dawn, a pickup truck appeared on the road, carrying several young people who chatted and laughed.

“This camping trip is gonna be a blast. I heard there might be wolves up in Mount Lanpo by the river. Can’t wait to find out,” the girl in the backseat giggled.

As they chatted, the car suddenly stopped.

“What’s going on?” someone asked.

The young man at the wheel panicked and pointed ahead. Only then did everyone notice a dozen cars. parked on the road.

Even more horrifying, next to these cars were dozens of bodies scattered on the ground. The scene was spine-chilling on this remote country road.

“What the heck is happening?”

“Should we call the police?”

Did we stumble

reached for his phone. “We better call the police.” Just as he finished

and moisture, Inken’s body was damp as he glared in the direction the convoy

dead are coming back to life!” one of the boys exclaimed.

youngsters in the pickup truck. “Mind your own business and leave this place,” he said

hopped into the

her to recall everything. She turned

“First, wake everyone up. Frey

need to go after them!” she

ago.” He knew those people could have easily arranged for transportation, maybe even a helicopter. Several hours were enough for them to take Freya to Florin or even abroad. He clenched his teeth, recalling her plea

will rescue Freya,” he said, burdened by the weight of the situation. He couldn’t help but acknowledge the exceptional hiding skills of Strategist and his team, evidenced by their unnoticed stay in Caltun. Unfortunately, they had taken Freya, and the search area had expanded. The challenge had become

turned red. “If it weren’t for me, those people wouldn’t have taken Freya. They used me as bait. I’m going

for now,” Inken suggested. They split up, rousing everyone they had. brought along. He knew the effects of the enemy’s drugged bullets should be wearing off soon.

he noticed his leg wounds had been treated and bandaged. He clenched

him and said, “They

clawed at the ground in anger. He couldn’t let his brother’s killer escape, yet the bandaged wounds on his legs seemed

why spare their lives? Were they afraid Freya wouldn’t

destroy your hands like this. Don’t you

what’s our next move?” Michael asked,

looked into the distance. “We need to

to executives reporting their work. After the meeting, he walked out