Clifford frowned and objected, “It doesn't seem like that will work!”
Boris replied, “Well, I think they will do a perfect job. The captain of Armageddon, also known as the Dark Lord, is the elder brother of the vicecaptain who was killed by Nathan Cross back then. That man has been waiting for an opportunity to avenge his younger brother.
However, as our nation is too strong and forbids mercenaries from entering, he could not get a chance to kill Nathan Cross.”
Boris paused and continued, “If we turn a blind eye and let the Dark Lord and his troops in, I'm sure they will be able to finish off Nathan Cross. After all, they are professional killers.”
Boris fixed his gaze on Clifford and emphasized, “We don't have to do anything except for turning a blind eye and let the Dark Lord and his army into Eurasia.”
With a deep crease between his brows, Clifford replied deliberately, “If we do that and the Armageddon does not succeed, we'll both be doomed if others find out that we're behind it.”
Boris laughed it off and replied, “No one is gonna know if we keep mum about it. We won't be taking part in it directly anyway. Regardless of whether Armageddon fails or succeeds, it would be the Dark Lord who's seeking out Nathan Cross for revenge and it's none of our business.”
Clifford pondered over it for a while and replied, “I'll just pretend that I have never heard of the plan.”
After saying that, Clifford stood up and took his leave.
Boris stared at Clifford's figure and a cold glint flashed across his eye.
His subordinate leaned in and asked softly, “Mr. Tucker, Mr. Davier does not seem too keen to be part of the plan. If that's the case, should we still carry out the intended plan and contact the Dark Lord to come to Eurasia and kill Nathan Cross?”
Boris let out a cold snort and replied, “Of course. Not only do we need to help the Dark Lord enter Eurasia, we will also provide information about Nathan Cross' whereabouts to the man. If need be, we should also supply the Armageddon with weapons. I only have one objective, that is for Nathan Cross to die.”
“Understood,” his subordinate replied.
Nathan had been really busy ever since he and Kylie arrived at Brimmopolis.
He only had some free time after sending Wilfred back to jail.
The entire time, Kylie was either following Nathan around or being cooped up at the hotel.
Seeing that Nathan was finally free, she grabbed the chance and insisted that Nathan take her to explore Brimmopolis' night market.
Nathan had no choice but to oblige.
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