Rianna's sister, Shana, stood on the deck of the Battleship of the Valkyries as she gazed at the Island in the distance.
They had just left the Dvalinn Federation a day ago after a quick stopover to refuel and restock their food and water supplies.
"I've only seen him on TV, but now I'm about to see him in person," Shana murmured to herself.
The young lady who had been forced to listen to her sister's stories about Zion had a complicated look on her face.
Shana was part of the 68th Battalion. But, due to her duties as the Saintess, she was always with the Hero Party, the group the Central Governnt ford by putting together the strongest Wanderers among the Young Generation.
Everyone had high expectations from them, and truth be told, the pressure was sotis too much to bear.
If it weren't for her sister and her party always supporting and encouraging her, she would've definitely felt miserable while forcing herself to et everyone's expectations.
This was also why Rianna wanted her to et Zion. The forr believed that her sister could learn a thing or two from the teenage boy, who was three years younger than Shana.
While the Saintess was deep in thought, a teasing voice sounded from behind her, snapping her out of her daze.
"Excited to et that Mascot, Shana?"
As Shana turned to look behind her, her sight was welcod by a beautiful lady in her late twenties with long blonde hair and blue eyes.
She was none other than the Commander of the Valkyries, Marion Henderson.
"Please don't call him Mascot, Miss Marion," Shana replied. "I feel like you're also referring to when you say it like that."
Marion smirked, thinking that Shana was indeed a mascot as well, even more so after she gained the title of Saintess.
But it was a fact that no one in Pangea could match her miraculous healing abilities. She could reattach any severed limbs and make them look brand new.
There were also rumors circulating in the Central Governnt saying that she could even revive those who had died as long as they were brought to her within 24 hours of their death.
Of course, no one really knew if this was true or not.
She also didn't feel like asking the beautiful girl, whose long red hair fluttered in the breeze.
"Still, he just arrived in the Rigel Continent, yet he imdiately found an Empyrium Mine? That boy sure is lucky," Marion comnted as she stared at the island that was getting nearer with every passing minute.
"My sister said that it wasn't luck," Shana stated. "In her eyes, Zion Leventis is like a Deity who can make impossible things possible."
"Oh?" Marion arched an eyebrow. "Does that an that he can liberate the Rigel Continent and drive away the monsters that have claid it as their own?"
Shana shrugged since she really didn't know the answer to this question.
"Commander, my orders are to observe Zion Leventis and make sure that he doesn't get into conflict with the Dvalinn Federation," Shana stated. "How about the Valkyries? What did the Higher-Ups order you to do?"
"That is classified information, Soldier… is what I'd like to say, but since you asked, I guess I can tell you." Marion smirked. "The order given to us is to not let the Dvalinn Federation monopolize the resources that Zion Leventis finds.
"Our Big Bosses want to have a bigger share of the pie, which ans that our Mascot needs to find another Empyrium Mine or sothing similar to make the Central Governnt happy."
"I see…" Shana nodded in understanding.
She was supposed to go to the Cygni Continent along with her Hero Team, but after her Father, the Field Marshal, personally talked to her, she had no other choice but to change her plans.
Her teammates were a little disappointed that she wouldn't be able to co with them, but they understood that this mission also held great significance for the Central Governnt, so they wished her good luck in her mission.
Half an hour passed, and they finally docked at the man-made port of the Dvalinn Federation, which would allow them to teleport to Sector 1.
The process went smoothly because everyone was already inford of their arrival.
The Wanderers of the Dvalinn Federation were also extrely happy to receive the Saintess.
In the current state of their world, everyone wished for Heroes to appear and save them from their current state.
So now that Zion Leventis and Shana Sumrs were in the Rigel Continent, the Wanderers of the Dvalinn Federation were motivated to work even harder to expand their territories and reclaim a little more land to the best of their abilities.
Upon Shana's arrival at Sector 1, she was pleasantly surprised to see a young man with a black snake coiled around his neck, standing a distance away from the teleporter.
Shana hesitated for a few seconds before gathering her courage to approach the teenage boy, who was several years younger than her.
"Hello, my na is Shana Sumrs," Shana said with a smile. "My sister, Rianna, would never stop talking about you whenever we are together. She always says that I should learn a thing or two from you."
A faint smile appeared on Thirteen's face before he extended his hand for a handshake.
"Zion Leventis," Thirteen replied. "Don't believe whatever your sister says about . Knowing Rianna, she probably exaggerated a few things to make look cool."
Shana accepted the handshake and smiled after hearing Thirteen's comnt about her sister.
'I guess he's not like those arrogant heirs from the Monarch Clans and the Ten Prestigious Families,' Shana thought.
After shaking each other's hands twice, the two let go of each other's hands and smiled.
"The na is Marion Henderson," Marion introduced herself, making Shana almost jump up in fright.
The Commander of the Valkyries had spoken right next to her, which caught her by surprise.
"It's an honor to et the Commander of the Valkyries." Thirteen saluted. "I've heard many good things about you, Ma'am."
"Skip the formalities because I'm not here to order you around, Soldier," Marion comnted as she returned Thirteen's salute. "I'm here to earn myself a promotion. So, can you find us so Empyrium Mine and make everyone here happy?
"Of course. We can also keep it a secret and let the profits directly go to my bank account. The Central Governnt doesn't need to know about the small stuff."
The mbers of the Dvalinn Federation present on the site looked at Marion weirdly.
If not for the fact that she was a beautiful woman and also the Commander of the famous Valkyrie Division, they might have thought of her as a gold digger.
Soone who was looking for a rich guy who would allow her to live her life comfortably without the need to risk her life on the battlefield.
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