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Who is the real enemy?

“Irene? Wh who? I don't seem to know you.”

Looking at the red-haired beauty, Cassandra found it hard to forget even if she only met once. Hearing the previous remark, he narrowed his eyes.

“Master? Who do you work for? Are you an outsider? Member of Sword of Sufferings?”

Irene still displayed a friendly smile as usual. Looking at Cassandra who was suspicious of him, she was not angry at all. Instead, the woman explained calmly.

“Before we didn't know each other. But now we know each other.

Who I work for, it's still a secret. You are also right, we are not from this city but came earlier than Sword of Sufferings.”

“We ..” murmured Cassandra.

From the way Irene spoke, the woman knew that the red-haired beauty was from a different group. However, there was a reason that made him suspicious.

‘If they come first, why is there no news? Why just show up now?’

Seeing Cassandra's expression filled with suspicion, Irene kept smiling as she explained.

“You can call our small group the Blood Valkyrie. Not a large group of hundreds or thousands of people, not even a moderate group of dozens.

We have a limited number. However, the number does not limit our strength. If you don't believe it, you can try it.”

Cassandra frowned. The woman then looked at Irene who looked calm even though she was in the enemy's nest. That meant, the red-haired beauty was confident enough to leave this place.

Have the confidence to escape the siege of hundreds of people!

“Tell me. Why does ‘Tuan’ in your mouth want me?”

“Hm ..”

Irene pinched her chin. His eyes looked at the ceiling, seemingly thinking of the reason why his master wanted Cassandra.

“In addition to having potential, maybe he feels ‘iba’ for what happened to you?”

“iba?” Cassandra's dumbfounded. “You mean, that guy feels sorry for me? High-ranking Imperial Phoenix Chief in this city?”

“High position, huh?”

Irene leaned against the chair. The woman looked back at the ceiling, not knowing what she was thinking.

A while later, he looked towards Cassandra with an iconic smile and said.

“Titles full of such lies do not seem to be very useful.

I mean, don't you just hold the title but don't have full power. You have a heavy burden but are not appreciated. You always work hard but no one understands.

Yep. Maybe that's what makes you feel pity.”

Talking about something sad with a gentle smile on her face made Irene even more mysterious in Cassandra's eyes. At first he wanted to ask a few things, but ended up just shaking his head.

Now was not the time to deal with random matters outside of the interests of the Imperial Phoenix. So the woman did not intend to continue the conversation without this clear direction.

“Sorry, I don't know your original purpose, but I chose to refuse.”

“Oh?” Irene tilted her head. “Didn't you want to think about it again?”

“No.” Cassandra shook her head lightly. “I don't have time to spend with you. So, before I call people to surround you, please leave here.”

Cassandra's reply did not make Irene angry at all. The woman got up from the chair and lightly patted the dust on her robe. Then, he walked towards the window.

Before leaving, Irene turned to look at Cassandra as she said.

“We'll meet again later.”

***

Meanwhile, at the border where the Golden Maple Group was located.

On the roof of one of the buildings, Jay who was wearing a robe and full equipment sat while watching the surroundings. The man looked at the hundreds of people who were divided according to his own group.

Most of them formed a ten-man team and were placed in positions according to the formation.

‘From the formation, there is absolutely nothing wrong. So what really makes me feel uncomfortable?’

Jay's gaze locked onto the figure of Chris who was in the distance.

The middle-aged man was busy talking to his comrades. He always put on a smile even though he himself was made dizzy by many problems. Arguably, the person gave the fellow a spirit while covering up his own problems.

‘Dad ..’

Seeing the leader of his father, Jay felt somewhat regretful.

Since childhood, Jay has always been pampered and got what he wanted. However, he had absolutely no idea how heavy the work of the old man was. Jay only thinks that his busy parents are unselfish.

In fact, the reason why they work hard is also because they want to make their children happy.

Jay also once thought that his father was useless. Can only accept the inheritance and run the company left behind by his grandfather. But the truth is not that easy.

Continuing the company to not collapse was a bit difficult for Chris who had previously lacked experience. Not to mention, he was always compared to his late father who was very talented and had outstanding leadership.

You could say, at that time Chris was getting very heavy pressure from all directions. If not for his wife's help, it would have been difficult for him to survive. That was also the reason why he valued his wife, Lara so much.

Seeing the mood of the people starting to rise after gaining support, Jay could not help but feel admiration for his father. Although it does not have the impression of ‘Raja’ when it appears in front of people, but he gives warmth that makes people comfortable following him.

‘True. Everyone has a different character. Cannot be equated or imitated.’

Looking towards his father, Jay's hands clenched tightly. Taking a deep breath, the young man said.

‘Take it easy, Dad. This time I am not a rebel. Well take care of you and complete the mission ..’

Jay's eyes flashed full of firmness.

‘I'll do well!’

***

Meanwhile, somewhere near the border of the Imperial Phoenix.

Inside a house that had been cleaned, it appeared that eleven people had gathered. In addition, there were also some people patrolling outside the house.

Among the eleven people, one person appeared to be striking. She has a tall, thin body, and has short cut blonde hair. His face was filled with traces of arrogance. His gaze was filled with disdain, regarding others as inferior to him.

He was Bolton, one of the generals of the Imperial Phoenix.

“You know what to do, right?”

Hearing the question, the ten people who were leaders while the 15 people looked at each other. They then nodded with a serious expression while answering in unison.

“Of course we know, Sir!”

“TheIntroduction. If you want to live well, don't make mistakes. If Uncle Derek is not satisfied, you will definitely be miserable.”

Bolton propped up his chin, staring at the people with a look of disdain.

Hearing the man's words, the people breathed in cold air. Despite seeming somewhat doubtful, they still gritted their teeth and nodded. Obviously he has made a tough decision but it has to be done.

Ignoring those who felt guilty and indecisive, Bolton complained inwardly.

‘Why should I come to a remote place like this? Wasn't it previously agreed that I didn't have to leave headquarters?’

While complaining inwardly, Cassandra's figure appeared in her mind. Remembering the beautiful, arrogant, and unapproachable figure made Bolton involuntarily lick his lips.

‘Even if it loses one hand and leg, it will definitely not affect its beauty. Also ...

It should be that Uncle Derek wouldn't mind me bringing him back if he no longer had the strength, right?’

Imagining himself getting what he wanted made Bolton's eyes sparkle. Clearly, the arrogant man had not hidden his ambition at all.

Wanted to get Cassandra as his.

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