How to Survive as a Genius Spy in the Game-Chapter 216: Return (1)

It was quite a long way from the north to Chenarus. It was obvious that the devil worshippers would soon notice. In fact, they might have already started moving.

That’s why it was important to move quickly. However, we also had to be mindful of our physical condition.

I had to make another choice. Whether to increase our speed while straining our bodies, or to take some time to recover.

Of course, this was after moving with the wing suits. The wounds weren’t something that would heal completely in a few days.

It was a difficult decision to make, but it was something I was used to. Spies often have to make choices at every moment and are trained to do so.

Like in this case, there’s rarely a perfect choice in some moments.

There are risks on either side. We just look for the slightly better option.

Anyway, we were in the upper part of the north, and if the devil had sensed us, they would soon come looking.

‘The probability of the devil moving directly…’

It didn’t seem likely. One of them had been summoned not long ago, and at least one always had to stay at the northern border.

Even in the game, one devil was always holed up in their base beyond the northern border.

Of course, we should consider the worst-case scenario of the other one coming to look, but the probability decreases as I head south.

This was also one of the reasons I didn’t go to Rudehrn. If I just go south, they won’t know our information.

They won’t know our numbers, our abilities, who we are – it’s all unknown to them.

‘Rather than thinking we came without a plan, they’ll assume information was leaked and will naturally consider it might be a trap.’

My actions will help with that suspicion. They’ll remember the explosion that killed a high-ranking executor in one go.

And I demolished their hideout in the north. It caused a landslide. Won’t they naturally make the connection?

And from their perspective, it would be hard to see it as the work of just two people. They’ll consider us quite powerful.

In that situation, it’s difficult to move recklessly.

Even if Tsukva’s Scythe is precious, it would be better to hand it over than to have one devil die by falling into a trap. This means it’s a burden for the devil too.

If I had headed to Rudehrn, the story would be different. It might seem safe for now, but the probability of our information being passed to them would be high.

They would think we headed to Rudehrn since there are no immediate reinforcements.

Since a devil could easily handle one Sword Master, it might actually be more dangerous.

Denif and I pondered as we headed south. Denif was in favor of pushing on while straining our bodies.

“Honestly, I think we can recover to some extent even if we push ourselves.”

“What if we end up fighting someone like Tsukva? The north is their territory, you know?”

“Well, we’ll be moving with wing suits to some extent, right? Wouldn’t that be enough to recover roughly?”

“Hmm. If the devil knows our location, it won’t mean much, will it? They could be waiting for us below.”

“Is that so?”

Denif nodded at my words.

“It might be better to move boldly instead.”

“Hmm.”

“They don’t know our situation, right? Whether we’re injured, how many of us there are, if it’s me. All they know at best is the scythe’s location.”

The idea was to use the high possibility that they would think it’s a trap.

The assumption was that if we openly rested after moving with wing suits, they would perceive it as waiting and become even more cautious in their movements.

Then we could either fight after regaining some strength or escape at top speed.

“Alright. Let’s do that. Sounds good.”

Denif agreed.

“Then let’s find a mountain first.”

Although the north had many mountains, we had just nearly destroyed the one right in front of us. Hmm, I felt regret once again.

Still, thinking about how angry the devil and its followers would be, it seemed like a worthwhile exchange for a bit of hardship.

I immediately unfolded the map.

It was to find the optimal route to glide down with wing suits using nearby mountains.

***

Three days passed. We quickly headed south. It was all thanks to the wing suits. We covered an unbelievable distance with our injured bodies.

Without the wing suits, I would have seriously considered going to Rudehrn. I’m grateful to Osten.

The advantages were incredibly numerous. If I adjusted the winds well, the strain on our bodies was greatly reduced.

Since there was relatively little burden on our bodies, we could travel enormous distances while recovering. We could even rest properly at night.

‘If the devil is sensing Tsukva’s Scythe, they must be quite surprised.’

It’s impossible for humans to fly through the air. In fact, the devil can only think of dragons.

And naturally, they would associate it with the dragon carriage in the imperial palace.

I thought they might consider us a special task force sent by the imperial family.

They might find it strange that we rest at night, but that could make them even more cautious.

Because they might think it’s a trap, as I intended.

What if there were Sword Masters on this dragon carriage? Of course, Rudehrn is in the north and the two Sword Masters are in the imperial palace, but they would need time to confirm that again.

And if it’s the empire, there might be ways to borrow Sword Masters from other countries.

‘Anyway, we’ve bought more time.’

On the afternoon of the third day, we landed on our target mountain. It was to contact Erendil.

Once we leave the north, the density of mountains decreases, making it difficult to properly utilize the wing suits.

Of course, we could force it, but it’s better to receive support than to take risks on our own.

“Just wait a bit at the peak with the scythe. I’ll be back soon.”

The mountain peak. It was a position where Denif could fly sufficiently without me if an unexpected situation occurred.

“They won’t come while you’re gone, right?”

“Well, the possibility is low.”

“Let’s set a meeting point just in case.”

That was the plan. We spread out the map and decided on a rally point in case of problems.

It was within a distance that Denif could reach by gliding from the mountain peak without the help of winds.

Just as I was about to leave for the city after quickly adjusting my disguise, Denif called out to me.

“Carlyn.”

“Yeah?”

“Give me that, you know, that shining stone.”

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“Why that?”

Denif’s expression was ominous.

“If it’s an ambiguous situation, it’s better for me to hold it and detonate it, right?”

“…”

It made sense rationally. I knew it and so did Denif. But I hesitated.

It was clearly the right decision, but I had unnecessary thoughts about whether it would be better for Denif to live and the scythe to be handed over.

Although I knew intellectually that this was nonsensical thinking, I even considered not stopping by the city and just going down.

Of course, Denif’s hypothesis wasn’t highly probable. They would still be cautious too. Reading my silence, Denif’s eyes widened.

“What? Are you worrying about me right now?”

“…It’s not that.”

“I’m touched, but it’s fine. Just give it to me. As you said, it’s just a one-in-a-million possibility.”

I nodded reluctantly and handed over the glowstone. I didn’t give any further explanation.

I had already removed the seal, and Denif knew how to detonate it anyway. As I watched silently, Denif smirked.

“Hurry back.”

“Yeah. It’ll take about 3 hours.”

***

A medium-sized city. I infiltrated stealthily. I didn’t even go through the city gate. The security wasn’t strict even though it was daytime.

I climbed over the city wall and snuck into the city. Inside, I walked calmly and leisurely.

Given the situation, even fleeting glances felt suspicious. I wondered if they might be devil worshippers.

However, I didn’t show any signs of being nervous. In fact, objectively speaking, there were no suspicious glances towards me.

I walked around the streets, buying clothes and changing. I changed my outfit three times at different shops.

Since I came wearing mercenary clothes, it was necessary to avoid attention as much as possible. Then I headed straight to the post office.

The recipient was the Alrend merchant group.

Before leaving the capital, I had discussed with Erendil about contact methods in case of emergencies.

There might be their spies in the post office.

The content was a simple request asking if they could deliver 4 boxes of fabric to Frigon by the morning of the 24th.

‘Even if there’s a spy in the post office, it’s not content that would raise suspicion.’

I changed clothes and came here to avoid even the slightest suspicion. After sending the letter, I observed the inside with winds from nearby.

I was worried the staff might steal a look at my letter or give some hint, but fortunately, nothing like that happened.

Afterwards, I changed clothes again, purchased dried food, and quickly left the city.

Although water could be solved with my purification, food was actually at a precarious level.

We did take some from the devil worshippers’ tunnel, but it wasn’t in very good condition.

I quickly left the city and headed towards the mountain where Denif was. My steps were hurried. I ran at almost top speed, knowing it would strain my body.

Nearby, I watched the mountain with expanded winds.

Fortunately, nothing had happened. Denif was at the peak. I climbed the mountain with relief.

Denif was resting at the mountain peak. Making my worries seem foolish, he was lying spread-eagled on a large rock after clearing away the snow.

Of course, he would have expanded his sensing… but seeing him just raise his head and wave with such a carefree face made me feel slightly wronged.

“Hey, you’re back? That was quick.”

“You weren’t sleeping, were you?”

“I might have dozed off for a bit.”

Denif grinned. I sighed and threw him the dried food.

“Eat quickly and get ready. We’re flying again.”

“Right. Gotta eat when we can.”

The meal was over in a short time. We ate a lot. We need to eat when we can and sleep when we can.

“You look a bit tired. Don’t you need to rest?”

Denif worried about me. The fatigue was indeed great. I was in Worst Condition and had holes in my body.

After a full-power battle, we fled without proper rest.

And just now, I had gone to and from the city at almost my limit speed, a round trip of 3 hours.

But it wasn’t to the point of needing immediate rest. This isn’t bravado. I’d rest if I was about to collapse, but I know my body well.

“I’m fine.”

“Well, if you say so.”

“Let’s go.”

We put on our wing suits. We had waited here for about 3 hours. We need to move urgently again.

Denif and I jump off simultaneously.

Flying, my winds raise our altitude while pushing away the cold wind and maintaining our body temperature.

After about 3 hours of flight, it happened. We were flying through falling snow in the sky.

I felt a strange sensation. The scythe in my hand seemed to be reacting oddly.

Feeling uneasy, I turned my head in the sky.

And there seemed to be something in the distant sky. Squinting my eyes and looking for a moment, I started to see a black dot among the snowflakes.

“What is that?”

At my question, Denif also turned his head. In the snowy sky, the vision wasn’t clear, but a small black dot was distinct.

There shouldn’t be anyone else using a wing suit in this world besides me, right?

“What is that? Isn’t it getting closer?”

Denif also tilted his head. Tension slowly built up. The small dot started to grow slightly larger.

No way…

And that ‘no way’ became reality. The growing black dot now became distinguishable.

A devilish dragon was flying from the far sky. Even though wing suits were fast, a dragon’s flight speed was beyond that.

Only three days had passed, and they’re already chasing us? Denif, seeing the devilish dragon, was aghast.

“What the hell…!”

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