“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.

the Gordon

quickly! If the Medicina family

arts insignificant? How come their men are so skilled? They’re definitely not inferior to any

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feels off? It seems like some of the people from the Medicina family aren’t

That man with a scar on his face, his skills are extraordinary! I’ve never encountered anyone like

Despite his average punches, every move he makes is incredibly sharp. I

talking at once, tending to their wounds while engaging in a heated discussion filled

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failed the mission tonight

words were

kind of reprimand and

then, suddenly, a slender figure appeared like a ghostly shadow behind

quiet as the church

you get back,” she said indifferently,

feet, all looking at her

immediately recognized her as the very

with us?

Her face was cold

don’t have to think about explaining when you

her icy gaze.

can’t go

and the atmosphere instantly became

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