Chapter 60 A New Backer

Black Mountain Army, command vehicle.

"Grand Duke, they have lost the ability to resist." Damien personally received various intelligence reports and relayed them to the Grand Duke immediately.

"And our real enemies?" Grand Duke Benito, who had been resting his eyes with them closed, opened them now.

"Still on the road, they won't be able to turn back." Damien breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good..." A sharp gleam flashed in Grand Duke Benito's eyes. "I will personally stay behind to hold Vulsini, two armored divisions, move out directly!"

This was Benito's true objective.

He had never taken mere Vulsini seriously.

Lure the reinforcements out of the stronghold, leaving them stranded on the road with no way to advance or retreat.

After capturing Vulsini, press forward at full speed and annihilate those reinforcements!

Once this battle was over, the King would have no choice but to sue for peace.

"Marquis Hyde has fled," Damien continued reporting. "Fleeing with him is his eldest son..."

"Among them are fewer than two regiments of routed soldiers."

"Let them run." Grand Duke Benito smiled, his rows of white teeth appearing exceptionally sinister.

"The morale of those reinforcements will still need to be shattered by them."

***

During the time Robin took a nap, Vulsini had fallen.

Despite Grand Duke Benito's extensive preparations, Robin's role had indeed been nothing more than the icing on the cake.

Even so, he had accomplished quite a bit when tallied up.

Escaping from the city had dealt a blow to the enemy's morale.

Reporting the Roland Art Studio had caused many civilians to side with Grand Duke Benito, creating numerous headaches for Marquis Hyde.

Coupled with taking down Vincent in battle, it had driven the morale of the Black Mountain Army to its peak.

When Robin woke up again, he was already back at Saint Peter's Hospital. Outside was pitch black, and the room was illuminated by a kerosene lamp.

Looking at the familiar ceiling, Robin felt somewhat dazed.

Thanks to the sleeping pills, Robin had slept soundly and had no idea what had happened.

"What the hell, why am I back here again?"

Robin looked around, bewildered.

It wasn't just Saint Peter's Hospital; it was his previous hospital room!

The walls had been repaired, and the hospital gown was identical to the previous one.

Most terrifying of all, draped over the edge of Robin's bed was Jennifer, wearing a nurse's uniform!

She appeared to be sleeping soundly.

"Wait, am I dead? Is this Return by Death?" Robin blinked.

Does my system have that feature too?

Hold on, how did the Grand Duke win the battle, and how did I die?

Let's verify first whether this is a Return by Death.

Robin decisively opened his system inventory.

Five hundred and twenty thousand, not twenty thousand!

Phew, not a Return by Death.

Robin's sudden muttered remark, coupled with the slight commotion he made upon sitting up, caused Jennifer to wake up in a daze.

Seeing a fully awake Robin looking at her with a complex expression, Jennifer rubbed her eyes and murmured, "You're awake?"

"Jennifer..." Robin rubbed his temples. "What happened..."

"What happened..." Jennifer shook her head, looking much more alert.

Her makeup was once again impeccably refined, looking exceptionally pure and evoking a strong desire to protect her.

Yet this purity, paired with a nurse's uniform left unbuttoned by two buttons, carried a hint of allure.

At this moment, Jennifer's charm stat was extremely high!

"Thank you..." Jennifer's small hand grabbed Robin's large one, tears streaming down the moment she thought of it, faster than Robin could ever urinate. "If you hadn't killed Vincent, wails..."

"Where are your parents?" Robin recalled the news reports about her becoming a wanted criminal and her parents being arrested.

"Still searching..." Jennifer sobbed. "Right now the city is full of the Grand Duke's men hunting down Marquis Hyde's remaining faction. I don't know where my parents are locked up, I've just been looking..."

The makeup she used this time was waterproof; even crying couldn't ruin it.

"Don't cry anymore..."

Robin patted Jennifer on the back.

This poor girl had terrible luck.

She had a stable job at Saint Peter's Hospital and a lover like Vincent.

Until he showed up...

Dragged into the underground tunnels by Matthew, turned into a wanted criminal, her parents arrested, and her lover blown away by himself.

"Can you help me..." Jennifer's body pressed close to Robin, her pretty face less than five centimeters away.

Looking down from Robin's perspective, he could see her proudest assets.

Clearly, Jennifer knew all too well what a girl had to pay to ask for favors in this world.

In the past, Vincent had been her pillar of support.

Now that Vincent had been slaughtered by Robin, she had no choice but to rely on him.

There was no help for it—Gynith couldn't do much for her, and Matthew was still recovering from his injuries and might not even pay her any mind. The only person she could turn to was Robin.

Jennifer felt fortunate, glad that she had told Robin initially that Vincent was merely her suitor, otherwise it might have been difficult to hook up with Robin's network.

"Ahem, help you with what? Your hand..." Robin's mouth twitched.

Jennifer's small hand was pressing against his gun through the quilt, waking his little brother right up.

Jennifer clearly noticed this, or rather, she had done it on purpose.

With a soft gasp, she moved her hand slightly upward and said cautiously, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"You, can you please help me..."

"Help you with what?" Robin asked helplessly.

"Help me speak with them, to find my parents." Jennifer threw her arms around Robin, pressing her assets flat against his chest. "I, I don't know who else to ask..."

"If I ask them to help, they won't. Only you, only if you speak up will they listen..."

"Fine, fine, I'll have them help you look." Robin sighed inwardly.

Poor child, she got dragged into this just like that.

However, every coin has two sides; she should also be glad she was dragged into it.

Otherwise, as Vincent's mistress, if her identity had been uncovered afterward, she might have faced liquidation.

In this era, beauty is a disaster. Without a backing, no one could predict what might happen to her.

"Thank you, thank you..."

"Tell me what happened first... How about this, go find Gynith for me." Robin figured Jennifer might not know the whole picture, so he needed someone who understood the military situation.

Damien definitely knew best, but Damien was obviously not someone he could see whenever he wanted.

Being able to see him earlier had purely been a matter of luck.

"Right, I, I... where do I find her?" Jennifer was just about to move away when she suddenly thought of this problem.

"How did you get here? Weren't you guys together before?" Robin was slightly speechless.

"The Grand Duke's army entered the city, and many people fled outside. At the time, I was following that bearded man. He was commanding the battle at first, but later said he had no time to look after me. After the hospital was occupied, he just told me to stay put in the hospital."

"They, they saw Vincent was dead and all started bullying me, wails..."

Jennifer buried her face in Robin's chest and started crying again. This time, she clung to Robin just like a wronged young girl complaining to her boyfriend...