Miles rode back to Pearl Villa in silence.
The ride that normally helped clear his mind did nothing today.
The call from Commander Ray echoed in his head repeatedly.
More than a fifty Graveyard operatives.
Dead.
Nine locations.
Attacked simultaneously.
Missiles.
Ambushes.
Poison gas.
Soone had planned this for a very long ti.
Soone powerful.
Soone who understood how dangerous Graveyard truly was.
The mont Miles entered his room, his expression beca completely serious.
He walked directly toward a large wooden cupboard.
The doors opened.
Inside were neatly arranged docunts and personal belongings.
Then he moved to the corner of the room.
A heavy steel safe stood there.
He entered several security codes.
Click.
The door unlocked.
Miles reached inside and pulled out five old folders.
They looked ordinary.
Yet each one represented a favor owed by an Ancient Clan.
The labels were clear.
The Kraken Clan.
The Sylph Clan.
The Raiju Clan.
The Phoenix Clan.
The Snow Clan.
His fingers briefly paused on the final folder.
The Snow Clan.
The last file.
The one he received after recovering the sacred crown stolen from the Snow Clan months ago.
Back then, Lady Yurei herself had handed it to him.
Miles placed all five folders on the table.
Then he opened another compartnt within the safe.
A small black case rested inside.
He carefully lifted it out.
Click.
The case opened.
Five ancient tallic fragnts lay inside.
Each fragnt was carved with symbols belonging to one of the Five Ancient Clans.
The tal itself seed impossibly old.
As if it had survived centuries.
Miles slowly picked up the first piece.
Then the second.
The third.
The fourth.
The fifth.
One by one.
The fragnts connected together perfectly.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Until a complete circular disk rested in his palm.
Five clan symbols surrounded a sword engraved in the center.
The emblem looked ancient.
Powerful.
Legendary.
Miles stared at it silently.
Then he took a picture.
And sent it to Charles.
Only one ssage accompanied it.
"No delays."
...
Within minutes.
Encrypted ssages began appearing across the world.
Five clan bases.
Five clan leaders.
Five ancient powers.
The image appeared on every secured device.
And among them...
The current Clan Supre.
Clarissa.
...
Phoenix Clan Base
Deep within the mountains.
Clarissa sat alone in her private chamber.
The moonlight entered through the carved wooden windows.
Ancient weapons decorated the walls.
Her phone vibrated.
She casually glanced down.
Then froze.
Her eyes narrowed.
"What exactly is this?"
The image remained on the screen.
The ancient disk.
A symbol she had only heard about in stories.
Clarissa imdiately stood up.
"Soone."
The chamber door opened instantly.
An assistant rushed inside and bowed.
"Clan Supre."
"Call an ergency Elder eting."
"And notify all four clan ambassadors."
The assistant’s eyes widened.
"As you wish, Clan Supre."
The assistant rushed away.
Clarissa looked down at the image again.
For the first ti in years.
She felt uneasy.
Monts later she began changing into her formal Clan Supre attire.
A magnificent crimson robe flowed down her figure.
Golden phoenix patterns were embroidered along the sleeves and edges.
The fabric was elegant yet practical enough for combat.
A black sash secured the robe around her waist.
Ancient symbols decorated the belt.
She wore the ceremonial crown of the Clan Supre.
Its golden design resembled spreading phoenix wings.
Then she picked up her sword.
The weapon rested comfortably in her hand.
As she stepped outside.
Elite Phoenix warriors imdiately ford behind her.
The procession moved toward the grand eting hall.
The enormous doors opened.
Every elder inside imdiately stood.
The ambassadors representing the other clans were already present.
Clarissa bowed respectfully.
"Elders."
The elders returned the gesture.
One elder spoke first.
"What happened, Clarissa?"
"Why was such an urgent eting called?"
Clarissa said "Mile’s has sent sothing we should look at."
Another elder frowned.
"Has sothing happened to Miles?"
"He is powerful, but no one is invincible."
A third elder imdiately added.
"If the boy is in danger, the clans must help him."
Several elders nodded.
The atmosphere grew tense.
Finally the First Elder raised his hand.
"Let the Clan Supre speak."
The hall beca silent.
Clarissa nodded.
She looked toward her assistant.
The large projector activated.
At the sa mont.
Virtual connections opened.
The leaders of the other four clans appeared on screen.
Lady Yurei of the Snow Clan.
The Kraken Clan Patriarch.
The Sylph Clan Leader.
The Raiju Clan Chief.
Clarissa took a deep breath.
"Minutes ago."
"All clan leaders received a ssage from Miles."
The image appeared on the screen.
The circular disk.
The mont it beca visible.
Several elders shot to their feet.
Their expressions changed completely.
Shock.
Disbelief.
Clarissa stared.
Even she was surprised.
The First Elder’s voice trembled.
"That..."
"That is..."
"The Disk of the Ancient Warrior Order."
The room erupted.
Several younger elders exchanged confused looks.
Clarissa frowned.
"I heard stories from my mother."
"But only fragnts."
"First Elder."
"Please explain."
The old man slowly sat down.
His eyes never left the image.
"The Ancient Warrior Order was an organization established by the First Clan Supre."
"The order consisted of warriors chosen from all Five Ancient Clans."
"The strongest practitioners of the Supre Martial Arts."
Silence filled the hall.
Even the clan leaders on the screen listened carefully.
Clarissa frowned.
"The practitioners of Supre Martial Arts are monsters hidden under calm faces."
"What kind of threat required gathering such people together?"
The room beca quiet.
Then Lady Yurei spoke from the screen.
Her cold voice echoed through the hall.
"It was the First Clan War."
The hall instantly fell silent.
Even Clarissa was surprised.
The revelation was far bigger than she had expected.
The Ancient Warrior Order was not so forgotten legend.
It had once existed.
And now its symbol had suddenly appeared again.
On the massive screen.
Sent by Miles.
The clan leaders exchanged glances through their virtual connections.
Finally, the leader of the Raiju Clan broke the silence.
Raiden Jin folded his arms.
His expression was serious.
"This sudden appearance of the Ancient Warrior Order is serious."
His words echoed throughout the hall.
Lady Sora of the Sylph Clan nodded.
The elegant clan leader looked at the image thoughtfully.
"I always believed the pieces of the disk were lost to history."
"No one was supposed to find them."
Master Kael of the Kraken Clan slowly leaned forward.
The old warrior’s eyes remained fixed on the symbol.
"It doesn’t matter."
"The disk exists."
"And the disk must be obeyed."
The room grew quiet once again.
Kael continued.
"The world is changing."
"Technology advances every year."
"Modern weapons are becoming stronger."
"Drones."
"Artificial intelligence."
"Hypersonic missiles."
"We cannot say, the second Ancient Clan War may co soon"
"We can either adapt."
"Or beco extinct."
His gaze shifted toward Clarissa.
"Clan Supre."
"I believe it is ti."
"We reestablish the Ancient Warrior Order."
Several elders imdiately nodded.
The atmosphere inside the hall changed.
Lady Yurei spoke next.
The Snow Clan leader remained as calm as ever.
"Miles won the Succession Tournant."
"He is young."
"He is capable."
"He understands people."
"Even though he has never involved himself deeply in clan affairs."
"He may be the perfect leader for this."
Jin frowned.
"There is one problem."
"He doesn’t know any Supre Martial Arts."
Sora smiled.
"Then we teach him."
Kael nodded imdiately.
"I agree."
The First Elder stroked his beard.
"I agree as well."
Clarissa looked around the room.
Then she spoke.
"There is still one question."
Everyone looked toward her.
"How did he find the pieces in the first place?"
The question left the room speechless.
Several elders suddenly frowned.
Then realization appeared on Kael’s face.
He sat upright.
"Wait."
"I personally gave him a copy of the Kraken Clan Manual."
Clarissa blinked.
" too."
Sora’s beautiful eyes widened.
"Don’t tell ..."
"He asked for our clan manual as well."
Jin suddenly slapped his forehead.
"I thought that was a ridiculously cheap trade."
Yurei laughed softly.
A rare sight.
"I always thought he was humble."
"When he helped recover our sacred crown, I asked him what reward he wanted."
"He only requested a copy of the Snow Clan Manual."
The First Elder began laughing.
"That boy is sothing else."
"It’s almost as if he already knew."
Jin sighed deeply.
"I spent months analyzing historical records searching for clues."
"I never imagined the answer was hidden inside the clan manuals themselves."
Clarissa couldn’t help smiling.
The image of Miles quietly collecting manuals from every clan suddenly made perfect sense.
He had been preparing this for years.
Years.
The disk had not appeared by accident.
It was deliberate.
Which ant sothing else.
Sothing far more concerning.
Clarissa’s expression beca serious.
"The appearance of the disk ans only one thing."
"He needs our help."
The room fell silent.
Everyone knew what that ant.
Yurei nodded.
"I heard about the terrorist incident."
"He fought dozens of n."
"While already exhausted."
Jin shook his head.
"That boy treats danger like breakfast."
A few elders laughed.
But the laughter quickly faded.
Clarissa stood.
The Clan Supre’s crimson robes flowed behind her.
Her golden crown reflected the light.
The entire hall instinctively beca serious.
"The Clan Leaders who oppose the reestablishnt of the Ancient Warrior Order may cast their vote now."
Silence.
No one spoke.
Not a single objection.
Not from Yurei.
Not from Jin.
Not from Kael.
Not from Sora.
The four clan leaders simply sat there.
Smiling.
Jin chuckled.
"That boy is trouble."
"But I don’t mind."
Sora nodded.
"Neither do I."
Kael laughed.
"The clans have been sleeping for too long anyway."
Yurei folded her arms.
"The world is becoming interesting again."
Clarissa smiled.
Then she raised her sword.
The hall instantly stood.
Every elder bowed.
Every warrior present lowered their head.
The Clan Supre’s voice echoed powerfully through the chamber.
"I, Clarissa."
"Leader of the Phoenix Clan."
"And Clan Supre of the Five Clan Alliance."
"Hereby issue a declaration."
"The Ancient Warrior Order shall be reestablished."
The atmosphere trembled.
Even the clan leaders on screen straightened.
Clarissa continued.
"All Five Clans are hereby ordered to gather their practitioners of Supre Martial Arts."
"As stated within Miles’ ssage."
"He requires our help."
Her sword pointed toward the sky.
"As the sun rises over Star Harbor."
"Ten Supre Martial Arts warriors from each clan shall report there."
"Failure is not permitted."
The elders bowed deeply.
"Your orders are our duty."
The voices echoed together.
The Ancient Warrior Order had returned.
...
anwhile.
Pearl Villa.
Miles sat alone on the balcony overlooking the sea.
His phone vibrated.
A ssage from Charles.
Miles opened it.
One by one.
Confirmation notices arrived.
Phoenix Clan.
Confird.
Snow Clan.
Confird.
Raiju Clan.
Confird.
Sylph Clan.
Confird.
Kraken Clan.
Confird.
A faint smile appeared on Miles’ face.
He looked toward the moon.
The evening breeze moved his hair.
"So it begins."
His eyes beca distant.
"When the strongest warriors of the ancient world et modern technology..."
"What kind of force will erge?"
"When the Five Ancient Clans unite for war..."
"What will happen?"
His expression slowly hardened.
"Whoever you are."
"Graveyard is my family."
"And anyone who attacks my family..."
"Will face consequences."
His phone suddenly vibrated again.
Miles glanced at the screen.
"Monica?"
He answered.
"What is it?"
Monica’s voice ca from the other side.
"Boss."
"What exactly were you doing in Mars Residency today?"
Miles blinked.
"Huh?"
"Why do you sound like I committed a cri?"
"I was helping a delivery guy whose bike broke down."
A sigh ca through the phone.
A very long sigh.
Monica sounded exhausted.
"I want you to et soone."
Miles frowned.
"Huh?"
"Who?"
To be continued...
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