System's POV Chapter 335 It’s Just His Way To Motivate His Subordinates

Since he no longer needed to et the Monarch of the Elrod Clan, Thirteen's stay in the Dvalinn Federation only lasted for two days.

After that, they resud their journey towards the Rigel Continent.

However this ti, they were no longer alone.

The Three Prestigious Families, as well as the second in command of the Elrod Clan, sent a few of their people to accompany Thirteen on his trip in the Rigel Continent.

Aside from the Leventis Family's Naval Fleet, four other warships joined them.

These four warships belonged to the Elrod Clan, Rhodes Family, Riggs Family, and the Nightshade Family.

The Dvalinn Federation had secured a small base of operation at the very edge of the Rigel Continent. This is where they launched their raiding operations, hunting down Lower-Ranked Jinns and Majins near their area.

The truly powerful monsters usually stayed at the center of the Continent, with so of them wandering randomly from place to place as if patrolling their territory.

They were also aware that the Wanderers had set up a small camp along the northern edges of the continent, but they allowed them to do as they pleased.

The High-Ranking Jinns and Majins were not afraid of the Humans' regular raiding operations within their domain.

After all, these Wanderers also served as a tasty snack, which they wanted to enjoy from ti to ti.

That was why the Jinns and Majins tolerated them, and didn't make any move to wipe out their headquarters from the face of the land.

"We're almost there," the Captain of the Ship declared, making Michael and Thirteen look at the island in the distance.

Michael's hand trembled for a brief mont before it regained its calmness.

After seeing the Rigel Continent once more, he rembered the fateful battle that happened in the past.

The Leventis Family had suffered great losses during that expedition.

Since then, Arthur never visited the Rigel Continent because there were only painful mories waiting for him in that place.

Michael was one of the Wanderers who had participated in that expedition several years ago.

All of them believed that if humanity worked together towards a single goal, they would be able to overco the challenges presented to them.

Unfortunately, even after doing their best, they failed to exterminate their enemies. They were even lucky that they were able to return back alive, with their retainers doing their best to hold the line, allowing them to escape.

Even to this day, the Leventis Family still supported the families of their Elite Retainers, who had died in that battle.

Their education, expenses, as well as other miscellaneous stuff was covered by their family.

It was their way of atoning for the lives that they had lost in a battle that was bound to fail from the start.

"Zion, promise sothing," Michael said as he kept his gaze on the island that was getting bigger with each passing second. "You will not attempt to go past the danger zone that has been outlined by the Dvalinn Federation."

"Mmm." Thirteen humd.

"Is that a yes, or a no?" Michael asked.

"Mmm."

"You little brat."

Michael sighed because his nephew was being vague with his answer. He had promised his Father that he would take care of Zion and promised him that he would bring his nephew back alive no matter the cost.

However, the teenage boy seed unwilling to cooperate, which was giving Michael a headache.

An hour later, the ships finally docked at the port that was ant for the Dvalinn Federation.

They were still two miles away from the island, but this was the closest they could get without endangering themselves by triggering a sudden raid by the Jinns who inhabit the continent.

In order to arrive at their destination, all of them would need to enter a portal in the military port, which was connected to the island.

This portal was a one-way portal, which ant that they could use it to get into the island, but they were unable to use it to get back to their ships.

This was a safety asure that the Dvalinn Federation had made to prevent monsters from using their portal to destroy the place where their ships were docked.

"Everyone, the ti has co," Thirteen stated as he faced his subordinates, who were looking back at him with complicated looks on their faces.

He could see the anxiety in their eyes, and he believed that it was normal for them to feel that way.

Only a handful of people remained calm like Cristopher, Colbert, and Piper, who had complete trust in him.

"When we get to the island, I want all of you to listen to my orders like your lives depended on it because your life will really depend on it," Thirteen stated. "It is ti to put your training to use. I don't want any of you dying because that is not the reason why we ca here.

"Also, each of you will be given this device that I am holding right now. This is called MonsterDex. The Dvalinn Federation was kind enough to give us the data of the majority of the monsters in the island. When you see a monster, just point this device in their direction, and you will be able to see their information.

"The information includes their habitats, weaknesses, as well as things that they like, and don't like. It is also capable of determining their rank, so don't try to fight a monster that is two ranks above you, unless you are with a group.

"But, even then, utmost caution must be exercised. We ca here to get rich—errr to train, and not to die. If any of you die here, I will spit on your corpse, and throw it into the sea to feed the fishes. Do I make myself clear?"

"""Sir, Yes Sir!"""

The representatives of the Monarch Clans and Prestigious Families almost did a double-take when they heard Zion say that their purpose for coming here was to get rich.

Even Benedict, who had volunteered to watch over Thirteen couldn't help but glance at Michael, as if asking him if his nephew was being serious.

"He's just trying to lighten the atmosphere," Michael said as he adjusted the glasses on his face. "It's just his way to motivate his subordinates."

Benedict accepted this answer because getting rich was sothing that you could not do by visiting a monster-infested continent.

If doing that could make them rich then the Dvalinn Federation would have been very rich long ago.

"Green Lanterns, move out!" Thirteen ordered.

As soon as he gave the order, his subordinates climbed into their respective vehicles.

Each squad, which was composed of five people, rode in a vehicle similar to a Humvee, which they would use to travel in the Rigel Continent.

The man-made Port was also a military station, allowing vehicles of any type to pass through the one-way teleportation gate that led to the Rigel Continent.

Of course, there was also a teleporter that would also allow anyone from the continent to teleport to the port city, but the conditions for using it were very stringent.

Thirteen rode in Michael's Humvee, which was the last one to enter the portal.

As soon as they passed through the other side of the Gate, Thirteen's heart started to beat wildly inside his chest.

Now that he had arrived on the island, he was one step closer to recovering the three Cursed Items that his forr host had left behind.

As well as a step closer, to showing everyone the thing he had envisioned for the mbers of his Battalion.