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

the area, and reached for his phone. “We better call the police.” Just as he finished speaking, he noticed a figure trembling as it stood in

he glared in the direction the convoy had departed.

coming back to

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

hopped into the car and sped away.

her to recall everything. She turned to him urgently. “Where’s

everyone up. Frey has already

need to go after them!” she

knew those people could have easily arranged for transportation, maybe even a helicopter. Several hours were enough for them to take Freya to

acknowledge the exceptional hiding skills of Strategist and his team, evidenced by

me, those people wouldn’t have taken Freya. They used me as bait. I’m

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

regained consciousness, he noticed his leg wounds had been treated and bandaged. He clenched his teeth. “Those people did this intentionally. Why didn’t they just kill

to him and said, “They

for us.” Michael’s hands clawed at the ground in anger. He couldn’t let his brother’s killer escape,

the other party had used tranquilizer bullets to delay them and prevent them from contacting more people, including Radley’s associates, then why spare their lives? Were they afraid Freya

Michael up, urging, “Don’t destroy your hands like

move?” Michael asked, blood dripping

cold as he looked into the distance. “We need to gather all our

in a conference room, listening to executives reporting