The group continued walking until the twilight when they set up a camp to rest in the night.

Although the area wasn’t particularly dangerous, Herken was a cautious man, and he didn’t dare to walk at night with so many members of the younger generation because it wouldn’t be hard losing some of them in the way.

There were two people in each tent, but there wasn’t any case with a tent with two people of different gender. The Larken Clan didn’t want to turn those expeditions to the outside in a chance for creating some love stories or let the younger ones turn into beasts following their instincts.

Lar was in a tent with Wyba while Yale was staying with Herken in another one. Of course, that distribution was all part of their plan. Given that Wyba and Lar had small bodies and that one was Yale’s fiancée while the other his little sister, no one would have opposed to them sharing a tent.

“The night will be dangerous, please everyone be careful and avoid leaving your tents. Those in charge of monitoring the camp at night, please notify me if you detect anything, no matter how irrelevant it may seem. The group’s safety is the most important matter.”

Everyone nodded and went to their tents. Having Herken there was no need for others to be alert at night, but that was a tradition to let the younger generation obtain experience. Of course, Herken was always also on alert, but he wouldn’t tell that to the others, or they wouldn’t take their job seriously enough.

After everyone entered their tents, only three people designed in the first turn to monitor the camp remained there.

“We are lucky; even the heavens want us to succeed. Who would have thought that we will be together in the draws? No one will be able to stop us from finishing our mission. If just Herken weren’t so lazy and monitored the camp by himself all night, we would have a difficult time in succeeding, but as always he is a good for nothing.”

Those three were the same three that Yale detected to have the mark on their souls, and the draws weren’t a coincidence because Yale rigged them to obtain that result; those three were just moving on Yale’s palm since the first moment.

The tent of Lar and the tent of Yale were quite near, but it was impossible going from one to another without being seen by those in charge of monitoring the camp. That setting had been prepared to give more confidence to the traitors.

Of course, Yale didn’t plan to let Wyba and Lar be the real bait; he relied on his Teleportation to swap tents with them. That was the reason both tents had to be near; Yale couldn’t teleport with someone else if the distance were too long unless the used the random teleportation and what he needed was delivering Herken to the other tent, so the random teleportation wasn’t useful.

Herken was shocked that Yale was able to do something like teleport, but it was less shocking than the Soul-search, so he just decided to avoid thinking about it.

Using the Storage Space, that swap of tents would have been far easier, but Yale didn’t want to reveal it to the Larken Clan. It was better to reveal a limited capability of teleport than a mysterious space in which anyone except Yale could disappear without anyone else capable of discovering anything.

Herken and Yale were waiting for an attack in the tent of Lar and Wyba; Herken was hoping that no one attacked letting him be more at ease, but Yale knew that there were traitors and the better outcome would be that they were caught in action.

In any other way, there wouldn’t be possible for Yale to end them personally and use them to obtain the Sword Bloodline; since they were already going to die as traitors at least, they should contribute to Yale’s strength.

“Everyone should already be resting; we need to act quickly and kill Lar right now. Be careful of not harming that little girl in her tent, she is still under ten, and it isn’t worthy harming her in exchange for receiving a huge backlash.”

The guy who said that was the leader of the three and was the second strongest of the younger generation, but he was some months older than the current number one member. At the start, all the clan focused their attention on him, but it wasn’t a long time after the other stole his position and he turned into a permanent number two.

When his grandfather told him about the Bandit Alliance and their rules, he was delighted; under such rules, due to being older he had the right to order anything to those younger than him no matter the talent; those who started later wouldn’t steal his position. He was drunk with those words and didn’t hesitate in changing his loyalty to the Bandit Alliance.

“I would also like to kill that little girl. Does she believe she is cute? I am the only one who is cute, beautiful and talented, any girl who wanted to surpass me shall die with her face destroyed!”

The girl who said that was beautiful, but it wasn’t a type of beauty that would attract countless men, just a normal beauty. She was also very talented, but compared to Lar she lost completely even though she was two years older than her.

Lar outshone her in everything she cared, and Lar didn’t even remember who she was after all those years. That provoked her hatred to reach the limit and had also agreed without hesitation to her great-grandfather’s proposal of changing her loyalty.

“We can kidnap her without harming her and use her to force that Sword Mage to obey us. Once his soul is marked he would be unable to disobey us. He seems very talented and has a friendship with that Durgan. After he became into our slave, I will need to order him to kill Durgan himself. I am sure Durgan’s face would be good to see.”

The third one was a bit older than Durgan, and also hated him because he never won against him, but his hatred was deeper than the other two due to his own personality. He hated the whole Larken Clan by its rightfulness; he liked more the behavior of the other clans, and he wanted to join the shameless group in the special realm back then, but just by suggesting it to the Larken Clan, he was punished with one year of isolation.

He was the happiest one when he heard from the elder of his faction that they were rebelling against the current Larken Clan. That was because he was tired of trying to appear a rightful guy in front of others. He always wanted to abuse from his position, to have others obey him by force and torture them when they didn’t obey his orders or just doing it when he was in a bad mood.

Yale and Herken didn’t hear that conversation, but Herken had put a recording spell formation in the whole camp, and everything would be recorded to show latter to the Larken Clan.

“That Sword Mage, Liye, Yale or whatever you want to call him, is someone that the True Zhan Clan wants, we should capture him and give it to them. We can torture him making him murder his friend once he has been enslaved by them, I am sure the True Zhan Clan would agree to it. After all, we are the best geniuses of the True Larken Clan, and we are on the same side.”

The noble clans had a different name for the Bandit Alliance, True Empire, and at the same time, they all added the word True in front of their clans to design that they are the only ones who deserve to be part of the noble clans and the rest are just fake members of a noble clan. Of course, for those who believed in the True Empire, those fake members didn’t deserve to live freely, they had to choose between being slaves or dying.

“Let’s start. Today we will show that we are the true geniuses and that the others are just trash who stole our positions.”

The other two nodded and started to approach Lar’s tent; they were very cautious due to the fact it was near to Herken’s tent, but they were confident in that they wouldn’t be discovered because all tents were isolated from any should to let them sleep well. In case of danger, Herken could disregard that isolation to alert them.

Those three thought that having tents that isolated the sound from the outside was the same as having those sleeping inside asking for being killed, but the real reason was that Herken’s tent wasn’t isolated and he was always paying attention to everything. Thus, it didn’t matter if the others didn’t hear anything.