Chapter 172: Where Is Angel?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
[Donald’s Perspective]
Until the Mist disappeared and I could get Margaret’s scent, our search was blind. The chances of finding her in the forest were slim.
More people had gathered. Alpha Armstrong and Christian began to brief the group on the current situation. The room became noisy again. Teams of people were arranged by them to go to different battlefields.
I scanned the crowd, silently assessing our forces and how many people the other side might have, how quickly we could win this battle, and whether Margaret could last until I found her.
When I scanned the crowd again, I suddenly felt that something was missing.
There was no problem with our numbers or our organization. The assault team that Angel had brought with her had also been well organized into the team led by Christian.
Angel. I didn’t see her in the crowd.
I had ordered her to get out of here, but that was after the battle. She was still in the commando force. I didn’t believe Christian would leave her behind.
Why isn’t she here? I wondered.
I watched as the last team was assigned by Christian to leave for their posts. I took a few steps forward and patted Christian’s shoulder. “Where is Angel?” I asked.
“Angel?” Christian looked confused. “Is she here too? Her name wasn’t on the list the assault team gave me.”
I frowned. “So whose name is on the assault team’s list?”
“Elliot,” Christian replied.
I had given the order for Elliot to take Angel’s place. Nothing sounded wrong.
Angel had given up her place to Elliot, so her name was naturally not on the assault team’s list.
But the question was, where had Angel gone?
Could she just watch as the enemy invaded this place and not react? This was not my impression of Angel’s personality. With her usual competitive personality, it was impossible for her to obediently stay in her room and reflect on her mistakes when the enemy was already at her door.
Or had Margaret left of her own accord when she saw Angel appear at the edge of the forest? But I didn’t have time to find out where Angel was now. I could only say that her disappearance added a layer of suspicion about everything that had happened today.
I didn’t dwell on that.
The one thing I didn’t want to admit was that Angel’s departure was indeed a loss to us. At this time of extreme lack of manpower, if Angel were here, she would be an excellent warrior no matter what she had done. She would be very useful in battle.
But if she had really left, it would be a good thing for Margaret and me.
“How many people are left in our base camp?” I asked Christian.
“An entire medical team. Benjamin will stay here with the others,” Christian said.
Now the entire hall was left with only the most elite team of men Christian had led. The team was about 30 people in size. Each of them looked refreshed and completely prepared.
“Is it just the medical team?” I asked. “Once there are injured people who need to be dealt with, there will be no way to guarantee the safety of the villagers here.”
“There were some people left, but they were just taken by Elliot and the others,” Christian explained. “That’s all we can do. In fact, if we get routed at the front, the people we leave behind won’t be able to protect the people here.”
I knew Christian was right. The deployment he had made had to be optimal.
However, I still felt a little guilty for transferring the people who were supposed to protect the Silver Moon Pack.
We had worked all day and night for this battle. More than that, we had spent days doing practises and planning for the upcoming battle.
This war must only succeed and not fail.
I would achieve victory and bring my mate back to me.
[Angel’s Perspective]
I carefully surveyed the terrain around that cabin.
This location was indeed very hidden, but it was not so hidden that others could not discover it.
If Master really wanted to hide Margaret and Elizabeth from everyone, he wouldn’t have chosen this place with his shrewdness.
I would even conclude that without the Mist, we would have been discovered.
However, even with the Mist, as long as Donald got involved, he would eventually find this place. As long as Master insisted on not moving Margaret and Elizabeth, it was only a matter of time before we were discovered.
I was lost in thought, trying to figure out what the ultimate goal of Master was, when I felt a familiar ripple in my brain.
It was Master.
I connected to Master’s mind and said coldly, “You finally remembered to contact me.”
“Hehe, I heard from my subordinates that you wanted to find me. Coincidentally, I have news for you.”