Chapter 272: Doing the Best

The fact that the Rogues didn't take the opportunity to retaliate against the cult behind their backs was already a great kindness to Rogue Town.

Ruger didn't know whether others would have other ideas, nor did he want to know.

He only knew that when he saw the once strong Minerva on the stretcher now barely breathing, he wanted to help the ghosts defeat those paladins immediately.

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At least he would deal with the ghosts after they were all killed.

Thinking of this, Ruger had walked to Minerva and held her hand.

Minerva opened her eyes tremblingly, and when she found that the person in front of her was Ruger, her eyes immediately burst into excitement and relief.

However, her first words were not greetings to her old friend, but:

"Hurry, hurry and warn Sarah, the Cult has obtained the Lost One weapons from the Ghost to deal with her convoy."

"Tell her to be careful!"

Ruger felt a little distressed when he saw her like this, and he couldn't help but point to the top of the wall behind him after hearing that she was trying so hard to say this.

"If you are talking about the anti-tank gun made with the grasshopper cannon, then don't worry, I have destroyed them all."

After saying that, Ruger took out a shot of healing potion and injected it into Minerva's arm.

After hearing what he said, Minerva on the stretcher didn't have time to feel the tingling in her arm, and she opened her mouth wide, looking unbelievable.

But soon, her expression eased, and she even chuckled, "Haha, you are worthy of it."

I don't know if the potion worked, her voice was much calmer than before.

"I thought Sarah's convoy would be severely damaged by them this time. Hey, I didn't expect that you would deal with them before they left the town."

"These idiots, haha, do you really think that those things are equally powerful in anyone's hands?"

"Ha, I just explained this to them." Luger laughed.

Seeing her expression gradually relax and change from the previous pain, he was relieved.

"Hey, do you know?" Minerva smiled and said, "They saw that I could drive a chariot, so they thought I must be able to fire cannons, and actually interrogated me about how to use those cannons."

"Haha, these grandsons will never know why they can't torture me to tell the 'truth' even if they use all kinds of methods."

"Because I'm telling the truth."

"I really don't know how to use that thing!"

Luger then knew why most of the Rogge were still intact, but she, Minerva, was so weak that she had to be carried on a stretcher.

The people of the Emotional Cult got the magic modified Ferdinand, not to mention that they also wanted to get things like the artillery manual from her.

How could she have that thing?

Moreover, even if she got it, what would happen?

Can she be compared with Ruger, who was born to build cannons, and Tia, who was born to fire cannons?

Absolutely impossible.

Even if they got the full set of artillery tutorials from the Lost Age, they would still lose.

As she spoke, Minerva's face, which had just relaxed, became red again, and she couldn't help coughing.

"Okay, okay, don't talk in a hurry, go home first, and talk slowly when you get home."

Ruger interrupted Minerva who was still about to speak, and casually summoned an armed truck, letting the rogues take her on it.

"Who among you can drive?" He looked at the rogue team of more than 20 people and asked.

"Me!"

"I can!"

Several people raised their hands immediately.

Needless to say, these rogues probably just came back from the front line.

So many rogues came back from Sarah, so now Ruger didn't have to ask why the cult had to use tricks to control them.

It was obvious that even if they were not Sarah's diehard fans, they would lean towards her in their hearts.

No matter who wanted to cause trouble in Rogue Town, or even change the sky of Rogue Town, they would definitely not let them continue to serve as city defense and patrol.

On the contrary, the cult did not do anything to them, and let them stay alive and well, which surprised Ruger.

But thinking about Akara's Rogue guards, he could more or less guess the cult's original plan.

It was all kinds of mental control again.

In short, there were so many people in Rogue who could drive, so Ruger was relieved.

He casually summoned two more armed trucks for them, and with a little squeeze, it would be no problem for more than 20 people to take the car.

"Do you know the way to my second shelter?" He asked several Rogue drivers.

"Yes." One of them replied.

"Okay, then you go ahead and lead the way."

"With the current situation in Rogue Town, it's hard to say what will happen in the future."

"Sarah will probably come back to check the situation."

"You are all eyewitnesses. It's better to rest at my place and wait for her news than to travel a long distance to the front line now. You may not encounter any danger on the road."

There is nothing wrong with what Ruger said.

Except that Sarah is not likely to come here but has already come, what he said is the truth, which is also the best solution for the Rogues.

So soon, a Rogue agreed, thanked Ruger with gratitude, and quickly drove away from Rogue Town.

Of course, he also had some selfish motives.

With the current situation in Rogue Town, if the cult can't control the situation, this largest gathering area of ​​human survivors that has lasted for at least 30 years, or even 40 years, is likely to be ruined and end.

At that time, whether for the survival of mankind or for the feelings of all friends, Ruger will have to rescue most of the survivors and move them to a safer new gathering area.

That can only be the Second Shelter, or the mountain special operations battalion camp further down the underground maze of the Forgotten Tower of the Bloody Countess.

The Second Shelter is close, but the space is a bit small compared to Rogue Town.

It is very likely that it will be used as a transit supply station in the end to pull people directly to the underground military camp.

To complete such a large migration, it is not enough for all the people in Ruger's Second Shelter to go on the field.

What's more, except for the dozen or so human guards, the remaining ten or so people have no combat ability and can only do some logistics work, so they can't be guards with the team and go back and forth between the underground camp and the Second Shelter.

This manpower gap is just right for these Rogues.

It is also because of the same calculation that after sending away the three cars of people, Ruger immediately set his sights on the Rogue guards who were still performing the mourning ceremony on the city wall.

I don't know if it was intentional on both sides. When the previous team of rogues came over, they didn't say hello to the rogue guards on the city wall.

And the rogue guards didn't ask these rogues to join their mourning.

It seemed that the two sides were strangers and were not in the same world.

Ruger initially thought that they just didn't see it.

But in the process of talking with the rogues, he noticed that a considerable number of rogues would look at the rogue guards on the city wall intentionally or unintentionally.

And in their eyes, instead of admiration and worship, they were full of resentment and disgust.