The Nordic Republic is located close to the Arctic Circle, and the northern territory has the rich natural resources that most countries squeezed above the continent.

The small town of Messer is located in the southern part of the Republic, on the eastern coast of the Jutland Peninsula, which is a typical glacial sedimentary topography.

The Jutland Peninsula is low and flat, with an average altitude of about 30 meters. The vast hills run across the entire peninsula, while the eastern coast where Mirtri is located is like a bay and a valley cut across it.

Due to the warm currents blown by the Atlantic Ocean, Mosse's hometown is far colder than the vast territory further north.

The average temperature in the coldest month is about 1-2 degrees, while the average temperature in the hottest August is 13-15 degrees. The warm winter and cool summer climate are very suitable for human survival.

It was late September, and although the temperature had begun to drop, Moser, who was wearing only two single clothes and a black outer robe, did not feel cold when he was running in the night wind.

When I went out, Mosse checked the temperature specifically, and today's temperature forecast is 4-10 degrees.

For Moser, who grew up in the largest city in the southwest of the motherland in his previous life, the temperature is undoubtedly winter, so he should change into a slightly thicker sweater to keep warm.

But in this life, Mosse's physique was very strange. He seemed to be thin, but his physical fitness was actually quite outstanding.

The temperature at night was only about 6 degrees, just like a cool breeze blowing on his face, and he didn't feel any cold when he walked through the streets and alleys.

Long before departure, Moser decided on the goal of this hunting plan.

The nightlife in the small town of Mirtri is not rich, but the commercial square area in the center of the city is more lively.

There are also ships entering the port to load and unload cargo from time to time at night in the port area, but that has nothing to do with the Westland area and the Minnaz area.

Living in the Nordic Republic where public security conditions are relatively average, children will be instilled with a concept by their families since childhood.

"The city at night is very dangerous, like a beast with a big mouth open. Good kids must not go out after the sun sets."

Of course, this statement is more or less an intention to deceive children into being obedient, but this can also indirectly reflect the danger of this country with strong folk customs after nightfall.

As Messer headed from Weisland District to Minnaz District, he could occasionally see groups of idle men from deep into the alleys along the street corners.

Moser knew what they were doing, but he was not interested in persuading these people to return to the right path. After all, he was not a righteous partner for wearing underwear.

The streets at night look slightly different from those during the day. In order to avoid the crowds on the road, Moser deliberately turned around the alleys and finally came to the neighborhood where he had encountered the middle-aged man who had swept the floor before.

'really……'

Hiding in the darkness, Moser calmly looked at the isolated bungalow not far away, and there were several fully armed soldiers patrolling back and forth around the hut.

It seemed that after a battle here, the wooden house that had been disrepaired in the past became even more messy.

The wooden walls of the cottage are covered with a large number of holes, and there is even a huge damage on the left side of the main entrance. There are many strange claw marks near the exterior wall, and many broken pieces of wood can be seen in the isolation line.

Under the hazy moonlight, Moser could vaguely see some of the situation in the house, and it was indeed a messy scene.

'That uncle was indeed caught by the secret service department because he was eager to absorb magic.'

With the cover of the black robe, he quietly disappeared into the darkness. Moser turned his head and left the sweeping middle-aged house.

Since the other party has had a clear conflict with the Special Service Department, it is impossible for him to stay nearby, and it is difficult for these ordinary soldiers who stayed behind to gain something.

‘If I were that uncle, where would I escape after being wanted?’

Mosse touched his chin thoughtfully and pondered in his mind. He recalled the topographic map of Minnaz District that he had carefully studied before.

‘There are two possibilities for the secret service department to have a conflict with that uncle.’

"1: The uncle refused to cooperate with the investigation, and the two sides had physical conflicts due to disagreement in speech, which triggered a battle."

"Two: The uncle gradually lost his mind because of the magical mutation. He locked himself in the house and did not go out. When the secret service department came to him, he just hit the gun."

‘No matter whether he has only instinct and a certain degree of rationality, it is a safer plan to continue to move south to leave the densely populated area, that is to say…’

Moser turned to look south. Further south of Minnaz District was a low hilly area, with several small villages with a population of only a few thousand people nearby.

‘There is another question. There should be professionals in the spy handling department who are good at tracking. Can I find their traces and follow the clues?’

There was no mutation in Moser's body. Even if he was discovered, he would not have to worry about being shot immediately. At most, he could be captured alive for interrogation.

Yesterday, Moser successfully passed the inspection and confirmed something that the magic power that had been sucked into the human body could not be detected by the instruments of the spy department.

After researching the Rune of Lun, even if the people from the Special Service Department discovered that Moser was confident that he could escape from the other party's pursuit.

After thinking for a while, Moser tightened his black robe, left Minnaz District and went south to enter the hilly area.

This unnamed hill had a large number of low trees blocking the view. When Moser entered the hills, he soon saw the isolation belt laid by the man in black from the secret service department.

Moser stood on a small mound, hiding behind a tree and observing the situation below.

Because the woods in front of you are relatively vast, the members of these spy handling departments cannot completely isolate the entire hilly area.

Judging from the whereabouts of these men in black, Mosse knew that he had found the right direction.

Just as Moser was considering how to bypass the five-man team in front of him and enter the woods, he heard a contact sound deliberately lowering his voice from afar.

"This is Team α, and no target has been found in Area C."

"The command received a report from the Ω team that 10 minutes ago found claw marks on the trees in Area F. Since then, the command has lost contact with them. Please rush to the Ω team F as soon as possible to support the Ω team."

"Understand, turn to Area F...boys, be alert, we should be not far from that freak."

Watching the alpha team holding the automatic rifle go away, Moser looks in the direction they are moving forward.

He could not see too far in the dark night, but at this time a red fireworks signal flare rising from the woods made him find the right direction.

"Da da da da!"

The dense gunshots and shouts from afar made Moser's expression serious.

"Host, please be prepared, this will be your first time on the battlefield."

"I had everything ready before I went out, I..."

"No."

The omniscient system interrupted Moser's explanation, "I mean mental preparation, are you ready to kill the same clan? Even if it now mutates into an irrational monster."

"Huh~"

Moser let out a long sigh, "To be honest, I don't know either."

Tickling his head in confusion, Moser said uncertainly, "I originally thought I should be uneasy and anxious about it, but in fact..."

With his hand pressed against his left chest, Moser could feel his heart pulsing vigorously and slightly faster.

"The heart is beating faster and faster, not because I am afraid, but because... expectation?"

system:"……"

"Host, you enter the state faster than I thought, and it's worthy of being..."

Moser: "???"

The system's words were stuck halfway, and Moser yelled in his mind with a piss of anger, "You're done with it! What's worthy of being?"
Chapter completed!