System's POV

Chapter 417  Courting Death

After sending his father to the Main Headquarters of the Shadow Union, Thirteen returned to Pangea through the Order of the Apocalypse.

The teenage boy could return to Solterra at any given time if he first teleported to the Order of the Apocalypse and asked Metatron to open a gateway to the place where he intended to go to.

However, he could only use this special service once a week, and there was also a limitation. He could only be teleported to villages, towns, or cities that were not under the influence or control of the Wanderers like the Human Kingdoms ruled by the Five Monarchs and Ten Prestigious Families. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Since he was short on time, he decided to use this method to send his father to the Main Headquarters of the Shadow Union.

After the battle in the Arcadia Archipelago, his relationship with the Order of Raizel improved, good enough that he could ask favors from them.

Also, since he will not return to Solterra for an indefinite period of time, he made sure to leave letters addressed to Taiga and his brother, Anwir.

The Two Tigerkins were busy increasing their influence and strength while he was away.

What Thirteen didn't know was that Taiga was currently traveling with Mikhail and Shasha, helping them with their quests.

Their meeting was purely coincidental. Taiga happened to be training in the Region where the brother and sister had been sent for their mission.

Because he had no idea that his "Hero Servant" was currently on cloud nine because he was helping Shasha with her mission, Thirteen returned to Pangea after asking Adira to send his letters for him.

But as soon as Thirteen returned to Pangea, his communicator received a message telling him to watch the news.

"Zion, watch Channel 9. Those two bastards are up to their dirty tricks again."

The sender of the message was none other than Wendell, so Thirteen decided to open the television to see what the Monarch was talking about.

Immediately, the faces of Aaron Ashford and Norman Stallard appeared on the screen.

"A joint press conference?" Thirteen arched an eyebrow before sitting on the couch to see what the two Hyenas were up to.

"Humanity has managed to take the first step to push back the Jinns and Majins from the Rigel Continent," Aaron stated. "As such, the Ashford Clan and Stallard Clan also decided to join their war efforts to finally put an end to the Tyranny of the Monsters that have stolen our lands, honor, dignity, and even future."

Thirteen chuckled because he already understood what the sleazy bastard wanted to do.

"So, you want to use the media to manipulate the will of the people." Thirteen smirked. "Not bad."

The teenage boy already knew where this was going, but he still decided to watch the "farce" that the two Monarchs were trying to pull.

"We have been too busy fortifying our forces in the Cygni Continent, so we were unable to send our army to the Rigel Continent," Norman stated. "But now, since everyone must join hands to remove the threat to the world, we decided to send our personal armies to reinforce the Dvalinn Federation from their plight.

"I believe that together, we will be able to do great things and finally put an end to the Jinn tyranny. We do this not for our own benefits, but to give humankind the peace and safety that they had longed for centuries."

Thirteen praised Norman's eloquence in his mind. Among the Monarchs in Pangea, Norman Stallard had always been the best at speaking, so he was usually the one who made the important announcements from the Monarch Clans.

"Since we will be joining the Allied Armies, we will also let the current Supreme Commander, Zion Leventis, command our armies to battle," Norman added. "With his strategies and our might, we will prevail!"

Norman raised his closed fist, making his subordinates cheer and clap their hands.

"Our Naval Forces are traveling to the Rigel Continent as we speak," Aaron declared. "We ask for everyone's support in our endeavors. Long live Pangea!"

"""Long live Pangea!"""

"""Long live Pangea!"""

"""Long live Pangea!"""

The reporters, who belonged to the Sirius Continent and were bribed to stir the narration of the Press Conference to their desired result, also clapped their hands.

A faint smile appeared on Thirteen's lips when he saw Wendell trying to contact him at this time.

He accepted the call, and the Projection of Wendell, Lawrence, Trevor, and Arthur appeared in front of him.

"Those two bastards are trying to strong-arm their way in," Wendell stated. "What do we do?"

"If we reject them, they will definitely make us appear bad in the eyes of the public," Trevor stated. "Also, even though he said that his ships were only 'on their way' here to Rigel Continent, they are only a few hours away from the Dvalinn Federation. "It seems that they left several days earlier before this press conference was made. They really thought things through."

Lawrence and Arthur didn't comment. They only looked at the teenage boy, whose smile had widened a bit after hearing Trevor's words.

On the contrary, Wendell, who had already burned bridges with the Ashford Clan and the Stallard Clan was visibly worried, not knowing how he would handle the incoming uninvited guests into his territory.

"Gentlemen, why are you worrying about something like this?" Thirteen asked. "Since they have sent us meat shields to be used as padding to the front lines, then let us accept them."

"But Zion, those bastards will definitely make a mess of things!" Wendell stated. "I'm sure they will also try to get some share for the resources!"

Thirteen chuckled after hearing Wendell's statement.

Resources?

The only resources anyone would get in the Rigel Continent were the resources he would allow them to get.

Even now, if Thirteen wished for it, he could suck the Empyrium Mines dry in just a few days with Rocky's help.

He wasn't worried about the Ashford Clan's and the Stallard Clan's attempt to try to dig their own mines. Even if they ever found any useful resources, Thirteen would steal them right under their noses.

"Let them come," Thirteen replied. "Also, make sure that we can have a press conference at any given time. They are here because they are trying to sway the will of the people. But, we can play that game, can't we?"

"Are you sure about this?" Trevor inquired. "Although Aaron and Norman will not personally come here, they will be sending their second-in-commands to take control of their forces."

"It doesn't matter." Thirteen shrugged. "Let them come. As I said earlier, we will need meat shields. Since they volunteered, then we will send them to the front lines. They will have to work hard if they want to have a share of my—errr, our pie."

Arthur and Lawrence couldn't help but smirk because both of them were thinking of the same thing.

'This brat is probably thinking of something evil right now.'

That was what the two men were thinking, and they were right.

Thirteen was already laughing in his heart because he already knew what to do with the "sacrificial pawns" that had forced themselves to his home turf.

Tiona, who was coiled around Thirteen's neck, shook her head because she knew that whoever tried to oppose her Master was simply courting death.

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