System's POV

When morning came, everyone ate breakfast together.

Erica, Rianna, Mildred, Diana, and Derek all woke up in a good mood. After all, they managed to defeat Grandmasters despite being weaker than them.

Thirteen didn't think that it was necessary to point out that those Grandmasters had no intention of killing or hurting them, and therefore weren't able to fight with everything they had.

He just listened to their boasting as he spread some jam on his toasted bread.

"Master, did you interrogate those men in black yesterday?" Derek asked.
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The Agents were wearing black attire similar to assassins to blend in the darkness and hide their faces.

Derek and the others had been tempted to remove their masks in order to see their faces. However, Thirteen stopped them from doing so because he didn't want the teenagers to get involved in something that might harm them in the future.

"I didn't interrogate them," Thirteen replied.

"Then what do you plan to do with them?" Erica asked.

"That's a secret," Thirteen answered with a smile. "You don't have to worry your pretty head over these things. Just focus on your training because you and the rest will attend the Dragon and Phoenix Tournament that will be held by the Ashford Clan."

After hearing the teenage boy's declaration, Erica and the rest looked excited. They also planned to join the tournament, interested to see the result of their training.

Mikhail and Shasha had also been invited to join the tournament, and the two already received Thirteen's approval to participate in it.

Suddenly, the teenagers quieted down and looked at the teenage boy, who was feeding Rhia the toast that he prepared earlier.

"Um, Master, are you going to join the tournament?" Derek asked.

This was the question that everyone wanted to ask. In their point of view, the most threatening contestant of all would be Zion—if he planned to join the tournament with them.

"I won't be joining the tournament," Thirteen replied.

Everyone sighed in relief because if the Supreme Commander of the Alliance joined the competition, he would just steamroll everyone who was unlucky enough to be on his path to the championship.

"But I'm sure that the brackets will be rigged," Thirteen said with a smile. "The Ashford Clan will make sure that they, the Monarch Clans, and the Prestigious Families, will have a favorable lineup, making their Heirs meet only at the semifinals.

"Also, I'm sure that you guys will be placed in the Seeded Category, so you no longer have to fight in the early stages of the tournament."

As the members of the Hero Party, they no longer had to prove their strength to anyone, allowing them to skip the major hassles of the tournament.

"Mikhail, Shasha, the two of you will not receive such treatment from the Ashford Clan," Thirteen stated. "I'm sure that they will match decent opponents against the two of you so that they can get to see a few of your trump cards."

Mikhail and Shasha smirked after hearing their brother's statement. The two of them indeed had a few trump cards that they could use.

However, they believed that they wouldn't be pushed to use these trump cards in the early stages of the competition.

An hour later, everyone started their training regimen, which Thirteen had carefully formulated for them.

While everyone was busy, Thirteen went to find his father and mother to tell them about the things that had happened during the night.

Since Gerald and Alessia had allowed Thirteen to do what he wanted, it was only natural that he reported the information he gathered from the agents who were still unconscious inside his mobile fortress.

"The Ashford Clan…" Gerald muttered. "They have always acted like tyrants in the Sirius Continent, thinking that everyone is beneath them. To think that they even extended their hands all the way here in the Aldebaran Continent… They really are pissing me off."

Alessia had a frown on her beautiful face, but after pondering for a bit, she believed that it wasn't as bad as she imagined.

"They only sent Grandmasters this time, which means that they didn't plan to burn bridges with the Leventis Family," Alessia commented. "Also, according to them, they also have no intention of harming any of us and were merely sent to infiltrate our home to look for the Scales of the Majin King.

"Of course, the Ashford Clan can deny their involvement and even eliminate the people they have sent if need be. Zion, what do you plan to do with these agents?"

"I'll free them so that they can pass a message to their employer," Thirteen replied. "I'll turn a blind eye this time, so make sure to compensate me properly. As long as they pass that message to their employer, things will be swept under the rug. No one needs to know, and everything will end with that."

Gerald frowned, but in the end, he still reluctantly nodded in agreement.

"Do you think they will no longer bother us after this incident?" Gerald inquired.

"It's hard to say," Thirteen replied. "But I'm sure they will not attempt something similar in the short term. After all, we have already given them face. If they still want to get slapped a second time, I'll be more than happy to slap their faces."

Alessia hugged her son and patted his head.

"It's a good thing that you're very dependable, Zion," Alessia said softly. "But remember this. We're no pushovers. If they really go out of line, don't hesitate and go for the kill."

Alessia had encountered many dangerous encounters in Pangea, and Solterra.

A third of these dangerous encounters weren't against Jinns or any Monsters in either world. They were incidents between fellow Wanderers, and she had her share of killing during her younger years.

"Understood, Mother," Thirteen replied. "Don't worry. No one can treat our family like a doormat."

After reporting to his parents, Thirteen returned to the Mobile Fortress and started to brainwash Gideon and his subordinates to become double agents.

After the trauma they suffered from Giga Chad, it wasn't that hard for Thirteen to break them—errr, to convince them to work for him.

A few hours later, Thirteen blindfolded the agents before dumping them on the mountainside of the Leventis Family.

Gideon and his men didn't think twice and fled as fast as they could.

Thirteen watched them go with a faint smile on his face.

Now that he had dealt with one of the problems that had been loitering around their home, he could finally return to do the finishing touches for his Attack Helicopters, which he planned to use during the Jinn Invasion in the Cygni Continent.