PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

75 Chapter 75 The Military Crisis (2)

′′ After being caught off guard I was trying to save the life of our sound user, but the bleeding was too intense and he died shortly after; Because of how quickly the entire fight went by as a support staff there was little I was able to do. ′′ Express with false sadness, do not add tears or anything like that, in the note I said not to try to embellish the story or my emotions too much because it would make it more likely that they would notice discrepancies in my attitude or my words.

′′ It’s a shame what happened to his official Blossom squad, but what he did from the night before until now. ′′ The commander still seemed strongly suspicious of me when he continued with the interrogation.

Unfortunately, the masked man seemed to have been injured at some point either in the fight that had just ended or in the battle on the north wall, realizing that he was a user of healing abilities, I was taken captive and carried away. to the northern district where there was still chaos from the attack, to heal his wounds. ′′ I expressed with false anger in my tone while clenching my fists as much as possible, the note said that the gesture helped in the act and the pain caused by clenching the fists so hard helped to maintain the expression of anger.

what happened after? How do I escape ′′ This time it was a captain who asked the question, he seemed concerned somehow as he constantly looked at my clothes.

For a moment his expression confused me a bit, but I soon realized what that captain was thinking, I can’t blame him for thinking about it, after all, even though it’s wrong that I say so myself, I’m quite attractive for sex opposite; I could only smile bitterly in my imagination at the irony that they thought I might have been abused when the reality is that I slept with the man of my own free will. . . and I enjoyed it quite a bit.

′′ While I was treating his wounds, I took an opportunity and stabbed him with a fragment of rubble that I found in the place, I seemed to take him by surprise because even his mask fell off during the altercation; unfortunately, it was all I could do as he quickly took the gun from him and stabbed me in the shoulder of him going all the way to my back. He seemed to give me up for dead because he left after seeing how he bled me to death, luckily I was able to use my ability to heal myself little by little, but it took me hours to move again, that’s why I reported until now sir. ′′

At the end of my story, I put a hand on my injured shoulder again, highlighting my blood-filled uniform, and winced in pain helped by the pinch I discreetly gave myself.

′′ Wait, you say you saw the face of the masked man? ′′ The commander got up from his chair again this time full of emotion, my story or what happened to me did not seem to matter to him more than he did to the information that he believed he could obtain from me.

Yes sir. ′′ Simply express, while he was reviewing the description that came at the end of the note to give, he did not say why or who the description was or not even if it was the description of someone real; but seeing how everything had turned out just as the note he would say said, I decided to follow the act until the end.

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′′ Quick tell us what the man looked like, Captain Streem if my memory serves me correctly, you used to be a police cartoonist in the old days, would you mind? ′′

A somewhat old captain got up with his briefcase and started pulling out some drawing tools while he answered the commander.

′′ Of course, I don’t care, sir. ′′

After that, I narrated the description of the note verbatim, I can only thank having a good memory, when finished the cartoonist seemed incredibly serious for a moment before showing the drawing to the rest of the officers in the room.

Now they all shared the same expression as the cartoonist, then they simply fired me from the room without any further questions and I was able to retire quietly, I was surprised by everyone’s reaction; he could only assume that the description belonged to someone too dangerous or special for the military to do so. . . but who was the man in the drawing?