Chapter 6889

While Morocco wasn't a huge country, there was more than enough land to hide hundreds. Arlo's attention had largely been distracted by the so-called clues they had found in Casablanca. That meant no one under his command was there to search any of the locations near the cannery Merlin had picked. As such, Merlin began evacuating the armed cavalry guards, the dead soldiers, and their families in the night as planned. The cannery, already eerily quiet in the day, was now shrouded in darkness. Black-clad figures started marching out in an orderly fashion from the gates, boarding the transports that were waiting a kilometer away. Afterward, each transport quietly arrived at a northeastern fishing port. Morocco's northeastern coastline had always been poorly managed, and the sheer number of fishing boats made it difficult for the navy or customs to actually tighten security. Furthermore, Morocco's main exports were natural minerals, and that really didn't sell for much in low quantiti