The Goddess Made A Mistake Again - Chapter 375: 375 - Disapprovals And Turnings

Chapter 375: Chapter 375 – Disapprovals And Turnings

“You won the damn lottery!”

The five bandits, who’s weren’t cut off looked at me with an inconceivable look. They couldn’t understand what was about to happen, especially after what happened to all of their other friend beside them.

“Come on, live a little bit. Aren’t you glad that you’re not dead like the rest of them?” I point to the pool of blood I’m standing on, “or do you not mind joining them?”

At that, they finally got out of their shock and nodded vehemently at me. Through the cloth stuck on their mouth, approval and fake joyous words tried to come out.

“Now, that’s the spirit and you get to keep that smile if you help us with one tiny thing.”

All of the bandits nodded without even asking. I smile and look back at Calvin who just watched with a worried expression.

…

An Hour Earlier back in the base.

“Are you crazy?” Lucian told me in front of the others in present, “You want us to kill all of them as an example?… that’s crazy thinkin-” He stopped, knowing he spoke too much, “Apologies for my words but you can understand my thoughts.”

“Yes, I want to do that.” I tell him, “But only as a thought, it’s not like I’m forcing you do it, why so worried Lucian?”

My calm words had a bad effect on Lucian as all the officers in the room gave him a curious look. They knew about our peculiar relationship about Margaret, not much, only on the surface level but that was enough to create some thoughts.

Furthermore, they couldn’t deny that what I said wasn’t completely wrong. The idea had some merits and they are bandits, it didn’t matter how cruel we are in times of war.

They also couldn’t say it out loud that it wasn’t a good idea. The idea was good, yes, but it was definitely the thinking of a bad person.

Calvin ignored all the strange atmosphere and spoke, “So you want to kill everyone to keep those five under heavy pressure.”

I nod, “And use it to gather out information.”

“But how could we believe what they said is the truth?”

“Well, first of all there will be a test. We will use five officers here to guide one of the bandits into the forest and onto the next closest base.” I say, “But what’s the point of doing that when we already know, right?”

“It’s to figure out the traps.”

The officer’s eyes flicker for a moment, “Even if we know where the bases are, we can still get caught in the traps and some might be mortal ones and the others sound traps to alert our presence.”

“But with the five bandits, they will lead us with the correct, safest path there is. And because we’re using different routes for them, we will know which one is false and which is real when the teams collide onto each other.”

“Then we will also know who will truly tell us the real information and who’ll be protecting their bases interest.” I lean back and sip the wine, “I’m sure you’ll be able to figure out with your ways of what’s what, right?”

The officers all quietly contemplated my words and silently looked at each other. They searched for all the approvals and disapproval’s before voicing their own words.

The plan had some merits, but it was a wild card. It never goes the way people think to be. But when it does… the rewards are well worth the trouble.

Lucian stayed quite as well. He knew what everyone was thinking and wanted to voice out his troubles. But he stopped himself knowing that any further would only damage his reputation.

After a long while, a Lieutenant opened his mouth, “The plan is quite well, Mr. Tax.”

I sense a ‘But’ coming.

“But… without clearance from Lord Commander, we can’t take such a huge decision.” The guy chose the diplomatic route to shut down the plan. And the other agreed with him as they couldn’t answer against the Commander.

I didn’t mind it one bit, “Of course, Of course… as I said earlier, it was just a thought. Thoughts are always discarded and improvised over time.”

The Lieutenant nodded, satisfied with how I handled the rejection, “You are wise beyond your years, Mr. Ta-”

Suddenly there was quick and loud knocks from the door. The door that was enforced by the soldiers.

“Who is it and why the hell are you knocking so loudly?” A Staff Sergeant barked.

From outside, a weary voice came out, “I’m sorry to interrupt, sir. But I come bearing news from the Commander.”

Calvin straightened his posture, “It’s the messenger.”

The Staff Sergeant got up and quickly opened the door and took the letter before slamming the door on the messenger’s face, not even saying hello. The man didn’t dare open the sealed later and gave it straight to Calvin.

Calvin opened it quickly and read it. His expression unreadable behind the long white letter.

After a while, Calvin put the letter face down on the table and looked up.

“Lord Commander’s already given us our new order. We are to attack another base, tomorrow.”

Everyone’s brows raise at that. Not the words they wanted to know. So one asked with curiosity.

“And about the surrendered bandits?”

“Lord Commander’s words were that we take care of the problems ourselves.” Calvin emphasized, “Fast”

With that, everyone looked at Calvin as the final decision maker. The words of Seman made it that we were to do whatever we wanted so taking Henry’s plan to action wasn’t out of bounds anymore.

But Calvin quietly looked down and seemed to read the letter. He acted as if he wasn’t the least bit interested in making the decision.

The officers all frowned at that.

Th𝖎𝙨 ƈhⱯp𝙩єr 𝖎ṡ p𝕠ѕ𝐭𝘦ɗ b𝓎 𝘬ɪ𝕥𝕖𝘯ⲟ𝙫℮𝑙

‘He’s trying to avoid the trouble.’

All of them looked at each other, trying to see who would be the first to talk. Because if it went awry, all the blame would go to the guy that opened his mouth first.

So after sometime, the first person to open his mouth was the Lieutenant that denied my plan.

“Well… since Lord Commander told us to finish it fast… we can do it Mr. Tax’s way.”

Everyone, even Calvin looked at the guy that denied me, I was no exception. But the guy coughed to rid his embarrassment and explained, “Since the commander gave us our order already and told us to do it fast, I now don’t see the harm in using Henry Van Tax’s method.”

Everyone immediately thought one word about him ‘Turncoat!’

They now understood that Henry’s plan didn’t seem impalpable, the guy was trying to ride his boat to glory. The others didn’t wait to join with him.

“It certainly is a good plan, just as I said before.”

“Their bandits were going to die anyway, why not Mr. Tax’s way then?”

“With this plan, not only will we finish off the problem but even gather important information too, a marvelous plan, Mr. Tax!”

I smile with subtle glee as I wave my glass towards Lucian’s darkening expression.

…

“I have a different job for each of you.” I lie to the surviving bandits, “A very simple one that will let you keep your head… at least for a while.”

They nod at the false hope and see five officers standing before each of them.

The bandits gulped.

They officers were not a jolly bunch.