"Could it be that my whereabouts have been exposed? How could it be such a coincidence otherwise?"
As Noland Lee pondered the possibility of his cover being blown, he followed the troops into the tunnel leading to the prison cell.
The coal lamps hanging on the walls emitted a dim flame, illuminating the square walls made of stone bricks. A thick layer of dust coated the floor of the tunnel, and bullet marks were clearly visible on the walls.
It seemed that battles had taken place in the Empire's narrow pass.
The accompanying soldiers began to converse.
"We have to cooperate with the Second Place again to catch spies... Ugh, it happens every two or three days."
"I don't understand why the higher-ups sealed the fortress? In the past, when we caught spies, didn't we just check their names and identities?"
