“Not getting away unscathed…” Caleb’s demeanor shifted. His previous nonchalance was gone, his upturned eyes narrowing slightly, comprehending the implications of Darcel’s threat.

He didn’t try to stop him either. He stood up and glanced at Luna not far away, his eyebrow slightly raised.

“Do whatever you want since you already have it all figured out. I’m done arguing with you and hitting the sack. I’m wiped. Good night.”

He covered his mouth to yawn, waved his hand dismissively, and returned to his tent.

Darcel stood rooted to the ground, gazing at Neera for a while longer, then summoned two men.

“Watch her. No more mistakes are allowed.”

The two men nodded respectfully. “Yes, sir!”

After giving his orders, Darcel took a final glimpse at the soundly asleep young woman before turning around and leaving.

At three in the morning, Darcel and Luna stood in the deep forest not far from the camp, enveloped by darkness.

“Deal with the group who attack tonight as you see fit. I don’t want to see any of them again.”

The man’s tone was icy, like a sharp blade slicing through the pitch-black darkness.

Luna kept her gaze trained on the ground. Her eyebrows didn’t even twitch at the order, and she merely nodded in acceptance. “Yes, I understand!”

She

With agility and quickly disappeared into the night.

That night, at a campsite somewhere in the forest, about a dozen people dressed in black were resting, all with rather grim expressions on their faces.

thought the Medicina family would actually step in to help the Gordon family? I’ve never heard of any communication being exchanged between the

happened so quickly! If the Medicina family hadn’t meddled,

men are so skilled? They’re definitely

T

some of the people from the Medicina family aren’t using the traditional

was just about to say the same thing! That man with a scar on his face, his skills are extraordinary! I’ve never encountered anyone like him

he makes is incredibly sharp. I almost

their wounds while engaging in a heated discussion filled with

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anymore and irritably shouted, “What’s the point of saying all this now? We’ve failed the

were spoken, everyone fell

They had no idea what kind of reprimand

a slender figure appeared like a ghostly shadow behind the crowd in the profound

as the church mouse. Not a single leaf

don’t have to worry about explaining when you get back,”

men shot to their feet, all looking at

family!” Someone immediately recognized her as the very person they had fought earlier.

you want with us? What do

face was cold as

You don’t have to think about explaining when you

her icy

go back anymore.”

the

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