The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 509

Chapter 509 The Conspiracy Goes On

Chapter 509 The Conspiracy Goes On

“Enough, Gregory said, his voice cutting 90es On

anything.”

through the noise like a blade through silk “Rage doesn’t fix

The room went silent instantly, every eye snapping to him.

Gregory looked toward Bradley. “Details. How did it fail? Did the target have high-level protection?”

Bradley pulled up the freshly received data, a fractured collection of battlefield energy readings and the scrambled testimonies of the survivors, and projected it above the table.

The footage was grainy, the data riddled with gaps, but what it conveyed made even these battle-hardened officers go cold.

“According to… the survivors’ accounts and the residual energy analysis from the battlefield,” Bradley said his voice carrying a faint roughness, “Red Scorpion successfully intercepted Elizabeth and her group in the target zone. In the early stages of the engagement, they held a decisive advantage and suppressed her escort entirely.” He paused, visibly organizing the words for something that didn’t want to be organized. “But at the point of near-completion, the target, Elizabeth… she…”

Another pause. “Using nothing but ordinary rocks she picked up off the ground, she bypassed Red Scorpion’s elite armor plating entirely and killed five core members in succession, Bloodsting included. Single strike, every time. The method was… completely beyond conventional explanation.” Bradley drew a breath. “Six members were captured. Nine fled.”

“Rocks.” A staff officer stared straight ahead, his voice stripped of everything except raw disbelief. “She bypassed combat armor with rocks. One hit, every time. She’s a C-level. How is that physically possible? Was the intelligence wrong? Has she been hiding her real level?”

“The intelligence was verified multiple times,” the intelligence officer shot back immediately, though his voice wavered slightly at the edges. “Her mental power class is documented as C-level in the Kingdom’s genetic registry. That record is ironclad.” He hesitated. “Unless she possesses some form of ability that exists entirely outside our detection parameters…”

“An unknown ability,” Gregory said, his fingers resuming their tapping against the table, the rhythm picking up slightly. “Or outside assistance.”

Cole straightened in his chair. “Sir, are you suggesting…”

“The Hewitt family,” Gregory said, flat and cold as a blade laid on a table.

The room fell into a brief, charged silence, and then a ripple of dawning comprehension moved across every face at once.

“Of course.” The short-tempered major general slapped his palm against his thigh. “We overlooked the Hewitt family entirely. Elizabeth may be dead weight to the Schofields, but she’s still technically a Hewitt daughter-in-law. And with the reach that farm of hers has built, do we really think the Hewitt family, or Cristian specifically, would just leave her completely unprotected? They must’ve provided her with some form of incredibly advanced protective gear or a one-use weapon while we weren’t looking!”

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Exactly,” another officer chimed in, seizing on the explanation with obvious relief. Only the Hewi tan has access to cutting-edge individual combat technology at that level. They must have assigned covert operatives, or deployed some kind of nano-scale shield generator. That’s what finished Bloodsting an

The explanation was a stretch, and everyone in the room knew it on some level. But it was consid easier to swallow than the alternative, which was accepting that a C-level civilian had just dismantled SS-level pirate commander and four of his best fighters without breaking a sweat.

The room settled into collective nodding, the blame neatly rerouted toward the Hewitt family and pinge there firmly.

We underestimated the degree of protection the Hewitt family was extending to her,” Bradley summarized, something genuinely unsettled moving through his voice. “Given that they were involyed.) Red Scorpion’s loss isn’t surprising in hindsight.”

The Hewitt family.” Gregory let the name sit in his mouth for a moment, something sharp and cold moving behind his hawk’s eyes. “That debt will be settled in time. But for now…”

He turned his gaze across the room. “Red Scorpion’s failure is a fixed point. What do the survivors know?

Bradley answered without hesitation. “The ones who escaped mid-fight were all outer-ring members. They Know the target was Elizabeth, and that the bounty of one hundred million stellar coins came through an encrypted channel. The specific identity of the contractor was known only to Bloodsting. His device self-

destructed at the moment of his death. Nothing survived.”

At least that much went right,” Guy Gaines said, the tension in his voice easing by precisely one degree.

The trail was severed at the root. Without direct evidence pointing back to Fifth Military, there was still

room to maneuver.

He looked toward the operations officer. “Our tracks are clean?”

Completely, sir.” The officer straightened to attention. “Every communication route was multi-routed and encrypted through channels sourced from black market brokers, running on untraceable ghost protocols. Even if Red Scorpion’s survivors talked, there’s nothing that leads back to us.”

Gregory gave a single, measured nod, neither pleased nor displeased, simply registering the outcome.

He settled back into his chair and let his eyes fall closed again, but the faintest curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, cold and deliberate and deeply self-assured.

“Red Scorpion failing is unfortunate,” he said, his low voice spreading through the quiet room with the unhurried certainty of a man who’d planned six moves ahead of the one everyone else was watching. “But it isn’t a significant setback.”

They were never more than a disposable piece on the board. Success would have been convenient. Failure hanges nothing essential.”

His eyes opened the barest fraction, that hawk’s gaze cutting through the walls and the dark between the stars as though searching for something very small, very far away, on a resource-barren exile planet at the

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outermost edge of Kingdom’s

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Chapter 310 Homecoming

vegetables thriving with the kind of fullness that looked almost too good to be ge

Workers in matching pale green coveralls moved through the fields, sorting at the processiFIN

nding to the rows, and every face carried the same unhurried, grounded contentment of people who snt home satisfied at the end of the day.

Turther out, the newly built processing plants and warehouse facilities rose against the skyling, solvi

all of purpose.

Oh, wow…” Olivia pressed herself against the viewport first, her eyes enormous. “Clara, look! Is this

riously our farm? It’s more beautiful than anything I saw on Starnet!”

lara couldn’t find words right away.

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