Just thinking about his plans, Holcim revealed a menacing smile.

With the elites of the T.O.E.P fulfilling his wish, that boy wouldn't be able to survive at all.

Death was inevitable.

The boy's dumb luck should be over now.

And even if someone wanted to help the boy, he couldn't think of anyone within any of the Zohl empires that would be able to withstand an attack from the elites of the order.

One of the most annoying things was that the boy was just a simple training maniac who wasn't a schemer.

No... It should be the people guarding the boy who were a bit scheming, doing their best to keep him alive while the boy just lived his life as a true training fanatic.

Everyone worried about the bit as if he were a baby.

But the person in question was so dense that logically, it should've been easy to kill him.

After all, he, Holcim, had also killed off the rest of his brother's children, a scheming bunch.

So why was this one so damn difficult?

There was a time the assassin archer shot an arrow at the boy.

But just then, out of nowhere, an ant bit the boy's toes causing him to bend and scratch them.

And just like that, he survived.

Of course after the arrow failed, the men around the boy swarmed in to surround him, hence protecting him more.

He felt like his true enemy wasn't the boy but fate.

What about the landslide beside the forest cliff that occurred during the last assassination attempt?

And how could the boy survive that height?

What about the swarm of bees that once attacked the assassins he hired?

No... What about the time that the boy got distracted by a beautiful horse fly and escaped danger?

More still, what about the times that the boy had been accidentally saved by one of the general's who was returning from a mission?

Or the time that a coconut fell and knocked out the assassin?

It always seemed as if either nature or humans would save the boy in the nick of time.

At this point, he wouldn't be surprised if a swarm of locusts one day carried the boy away during another attempt.

That's why this time, he had hired the pros.

He had also hinted to them about the abnormality of his failed assassination attempts.

So with all this information, they should be able to set up a unique assassination scheme that would consider sneak attacks from nature and humans.

Meaning they had to avoid the forest, streams or any places like these.

The ideal situation would be to live and kill him in an empty storage room (warehouse).

Wherever they chose, it had to be away from humans, as well as somewhat isolated from nature.

He would leave all this to the Order.

This time, he was sure that the boy would die!

For now, it was vital that they delivered the goods to the pirate island A.S.A.P just in case some other dangers might be lurking around.

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Holcim's men looked towards another direction unwillingly.

"Boss... Should we go after those Adonis bastards and get revenge?"

Holcim shook his head calmly: "No. They left 3 hours ago. And with the added boost of the waves, they should've already gone far enough to change their route. So it's impossible for us to know which direction they're headed. The seas are a vast place, and 3 hours could change things a lot. And besides... I don't think those rebels would like that very much."

Eh?

Many borrowed their brows in confusion.

How did their boss come to that conclusion?

Holcim massaged his chin thoughtfully.

As soon as the battle was over, these people first rounded up the enemy survivors while focusing their energy on searching through just one of the available enemy ships.

They searched all the dead bodies on that ship, as well as the enemy survivors who boarded the ships as well.

And once everything was confiscated, they immediately allowed these people to set sail.

(Of course, Landon also allowed them to have one of the maps that would help them navigate past the pirate checkpoints too and head to wherever they planned to go.)

Well, after searching thoroughly, the rebels allowed that single Adonis ship to sail away first.

From there, they began searching the other ships and dead bodies, which took a lot of time.

And once done, they sent the slaves away before even focusing on them.

So a whole 3 hours had gone in a blink of an eye.

All this made Holcim sure that these rebels didn't want them to go after these Adonis worshippers.

Clearly, they had let them go for a purpose.

But what? What was it?

Could it be that they had left a warning message for these Adonis worshippers to take to their Temple Leader?

Or did they do it to belittle these people and trample their pride and ego?

Holcim squinted his eyes deeply.

He had to report this matter fast!

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And so just like that, the Zohls continued their journey towards the designated Pirate island.

Meanwhile, Landon and his gang, who had just returned to the main ship, went in for a brief meeting while today's events were still fresh in their minds.

Landon calmly took off his mask and handed it to his secretary, who had been waiting for him on the ship.

Brian walked beside Landon, calmly collecting his gloves and everything else while keenly listening to instructions.

"I need to prepare the usual conference room as fast as you can. You have 35 minutes on the clock. Oh, and get me a Vanilla roast coffee too."

"It shall be done, your majesty."

With that, Brian speeded off like lightning, leaving Landon and the rest behind.

For now, they all had to change out of their battle attire, as well as hand over the public weapons and equipment they signed out as well like their leg, chest and shield armours.

Even their assassination dual blades, blades, and everything else were given back as well.

They could only stay with their walkie-talkies.

Everyone had so many questions to ask but could only wait for the meeting to commence.

As for Landon, he felt very weird about his encounter with these people.

Call it intuition, but something wasn't right.