"Your na is Joshua, right?" Anwir, Taiga's brother, looked at the young man in front of him with a faint smile on his face. "Yes," Joshua replied. "In the flesh."
The smile on Anwir's face widened a bit, recalling everything Thirteen had told him about Joshua and his current circumstances. Since the Sage was a comrade who had been personally scouted by his Master, Anwir had high hopes for him.
"Very well. From now on, you will beco my right-hand man," Anwir stated. "Master also told he would co and see you in a month to check your progress. "If you pass his requirent, he will bestow upon you a power that would truly set you apart from the rest of the rubble in this world."
Joshua nodded. "I look forward to that. In the anti, can I see the structure of your organization?"
"Of course." Anwir handed Joshua a scroll, which contained all the information about his organization that was slowly expanding its influence.
Right now, they were still getting help from the Order of Raziel, which Thirteen had a good relationship with.
But their end goal was to develop the organization into one that surpassed the organization that had seed like a behemoth in Anwir's eyes in the past.
Although their current group still had a long way from achieving that, Anwir was certain that, with Joshua's help, they would be able to reach their goal at a much faster rate.
The Sage studied the docunt before returning it to Anwir.
"Not bad, but still not good enough," Joshua comnted.
"You're right," Anwir replied before handing a command token to the young man. "Since you're still new, I will hold a grand eting to let all the mbers see your face. "With that command dallion, you will be able to order any of our n to action, even if it ans sacrificing their lives for it. However, if you do that, don't make them sacrifice their lives in vain, do you understand?"
"I don't intend to sacrifice anyone," Joshua stated. "Only the weak do that. Also, we can't afford to make any sacrifices since our organization is still weak. We need all the manpower we can get if we want to rival the Order of Raziel."
Anwir chuckled. "It seems that the Master didn't choose the wrong person."
The Tigerkin then extended his hand for a handshake. "I look forward to working with you, Joshua," Anwir said.
"Sa, Anwir," Joshua stated. "I always thought that I wouldn't allow myself to beco a subordinate of soone else. But joining a winning team doesn't sound so bad."
The two Villains chuckled at the sa ti because they had now found an ally who could match their ambition.
Anwir had handled everything from the get-go, and truth be told, it was starting to get overwhelming because he needed to personally do everything.
Now that Joshua had co, they could split up the work and make their organization, which they renad Serpent's Coil, beco deadlier than ever before.
While the two Villains fine-tuned the loose ends of their organization, Clark, Vincent, and Char were getting the VIP treatnt in the Valbarra Archipelago.
By VIP Treatnt, it ant that they were being trained by not only the Commanders of the Barbarians and the Tigerkins but also the entirety of the races who had allied against Arundel the Destroyer several years ago.
Cranky, who was a Peak Archon and was as strong as a Peak Majin Prince, glanced at the three unconscious teenagers, who had tead up to fight against him earlier as part of their training.
(A/N: There have been misunderstandings over Cranky's true Rank in the past, but there's no mistake that he's now a Peak Archon. Also, he is now a Savage Lightning Emperor Honey Badger after helping Camazotz in his lightning tribulation. Do remind if I ever forget this in the future. Danke~)
Percival's and Anwir's father, Stark Evander, looked at the unconscious teenagers with a wry smile on his face.
"Zion really doesn't pull back his punches," Commander Stark said.
"Indeed." Netero, the Old Barbarian whom Thirteen had called a slly old man during the Barbarian Auction many years ago, nodded in agreent. "But I believe there's a reason why he is training those kids, right?"
"This is Zion we're talking about," comnted the new Barbarian King, Arthas, who was once the City Lord of the City where Thirteen had made a base in the Valbarra Archipelago. "I'm sure he has his reasons."
Cranky, who had grown bored, made a gesture for Stark and the others to pick up the kids and get them so treatnt.
The Honey Badger then once again laid down beside Zion's monunt, like it always did, and took a nap.
Several young boys and girls below the age of ten ran toward the sleeping Honey Badger.
They hugged, kissed, climbed on his back, and so even pulled on his fur, which almost made the adults faint from anxiety.
However, Cranky never hard the innocent and always allowed the kids to do what they wanted. Of course, the adults knew this as well, so they only watched with bated breaths as their fearless children played around their Guardian Deity, not fearing Cranky in the slightest. Everyone in the Valbarra Archipelago treated Cranky as their Guardian Beast and Deity.
But deep in their hearts, the one whom they truly recognized as their Hero was the teenage boy, who would usually visit their land from ti to ti to ask Cranky for help.
These three n could still rember the weak, seven-year-old boy who had ford a strategy to defeat a Majin Prince using the limited forces and resources at his disposal.
And despite the countless deaths and sacrifices in that dark, bitter day that would forever be rembered in their history, Zion Leventis lit the Beacon of Hope.
Answering his summons was none other than the Fiend, Mammon, who one-sidedly defeated the Majin Prince, whom they thought was invincible.
The survivors of that battle couldn't forget that scene even if they wanted to.
So, they made sure to pass these stories to the younger generation, so Zion's story would continue to be told from one generation to the next.
Of course, Zion had no idea that his story had also left the islands of the archipelago and traveled to the nearby lands as well.
His na was sung by bards, and many rchants, who could sll an opportunity to trade, had set out towards the Valbarra Archipelago and personally saw the monunt of the teenage boy, giving a face to the legend that had been born in their hearts.
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