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The atmosphere warped as four figures appeared in a white room. A figure of pristine beauty floated in the middle with a piercing white gaze that glanced at the four figures that stood before her.

With a giant smile, she signalled for them to come forward with her fingers as a table and four chairs appeared below her.

She descended and sat on one of the chairs while Merthy, Raph and Elsie walked up to the table. Cartwyn was immediately teleported out of the room, leaving the four people gathered for their conversation.

"Was that planned?" Raph asked with a raised tone as he sat down on the chair next to Ziza. He was now putting on a different set of clothes in place of the torn one.

Ziza giggled lightly. "Not at all. Why would we cohort with our enemies?" She asked with a playful tone in her voice.

Raph scoffed. "I would like to know as well".

Merthy and Elsie sighed before Merthy stepped in.

"It wasn't exactly planned, but it was expected".

Raph glanced at her for a moment before a sigh escaped his lips. "You called them Neuj's girls? Is that where all the women are?" He asked.

Merthy nodded with a hateful look in her gaze. "That bastard, Neuj came over a while back and completely reformed the South of the Town. Now all the women swoon at him".

Raph raised a brow in surprise and glanced at Ziza. "All of them?"

A sudden silence fell as Elsie's giggle pierced through it.

"Olay, maybe not….all of them. But Neuj is someone that shouldn't be trusted with the wellbeing of women. A pervert like him whose goals are unclear shouldn't be trusted". Merthy explained with a stern tone.

Raph scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Is he part of the plan in uniting the Blender town?" He asked.

"Yes….it's all a process. Usually, we would need time and patience for this, but we don't seem to have the luxury," Ziza explained as she placed her finger on the table. She tapped it lightly while her thoughts reeled in.

"....The start of the urban legend, The Blind Swordsman. People keep calling me that whenever they see me now".

"It's just been a day. Get used to it. Names like that usually stick in our town" Merthy said with a smirk as she glanced at Raph. "Be excited. You're a celebrity now".

"What is there to be excited about? Aren't the other pillars going to be wary now?"

"Wary?" Ziza's voice pierced through their conversation as they glanced at her in unison. "Nooo….far from it. Knowing them, they'll probably try to bring it up in our meeting….after having a meeting behind my back".

They stared at Ziza with baffled expressions as they slowly lost themselves in their thoughts.

"....what do you intend on doing, Guild Master?" Merthy asked.

Another tense silence ensued, which was occasionally perturbed by the tapping of Ziza's fingers on the white table.

She lost herself in her thoughts as she searched for something within her mind. Something that would help them achieve their goal, or at least a part of it.

She glanced at Raph for a moment, before a small smile formed on her lips.

"Come with me to the meeting"

Merthy's eyes bulged open in shock as she attempted to protest when Raph spoke before the words could come out of her mouth.

"Sure. We should hit them while it's hot. They'll probably be on guard on the streets now….but a day isn't enough to deal damage to them".

"Yes, and a frontal assault may build a bigger image around you. We're using you as our face….if the people trust you, then they'll naturally trust us who work with you". Ziza explained. "Though, I don't expect it to be easy".@@novelbin@@

"Wa–Wait! I know Raffaelo is tough and all, but are you seriously thinking of facing four level hundreds? That's insane". Merthy cried out as she slammed her hands on the table. "It would be easier to get him the image we need to lead the town. They'll only turn a blind eye to us if we make a big move now".

"Well, to be fair. You don't have the luxury of time to be 'building' an image for anything". Raph said with a sigh. "Have you forgotten? I have school. To be honest, this is something I shouldn't be doing, but here I am". He sighed and slowly stood up from the desk.

"where are you going?" Merthy asked with a raised brow as Elsie stood up with him.

"Obviously, to find the owner of the object. My main objective for being here. The faster I achieve it, the faster I can leave"

"Then I'll summon you when it's time for the meeting?" Ziza asked with a raised brow.

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Raph shrugged his shoulders as he held Elsie by her arm. "Do what you wish".

Ziza nodded slowly and flicked her finger. "See you then". Raph and Elsie disappeared from the room, leaving Merthy and Ziza alone in the room.

".....was that a good idea? Aren't you rushing the plans a little too quickly?" Merthy asked as slumped back in her chair.

"...we have been passive far enough, Merthy. It's time we take a stand. We already have Raph to build the public image of us, and us to take care of the dirty work behind the scenes". She replied. "It has its faults….but it is something that must be done".

A tense silence ensued in the room as the two ladies sighed in unison. They retreated to their thoughts while remaining in their position.

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Along the vast terrain of the Eastern-western border, a group of men on wild beasts and mounts rushed towards the gate of the Border Town, leaving a dust of sand in their wake.

The sky had dimmed low to its darkness while the moon simmered across the expanse of the sky.

There was an eerie silence that spread already, which was easily pierced by their loud cheers and laughter as they arrived at the closed gate.

In front of the group was a man in leather boots and a cowboy hat. He had a stick stuck in between his lips and blood-sunken eyes, devoid of warmth.

"Brathers! The trail leads here, but we have a situation in front of us" The man said with a chuckle as he walked towards the gate.

"It's a gate, brother. Is this the Border Town we hear of so much?" The weaker-toned man asked as he jumped off his mount.

"Why don't ya check it out, huh?" The group laughed out loud in unison as the two men approached the gate.

At the same time, loud footsteps could be heard from the other side of the gate, followed by a torch or light that sparked life into the darkness.

The seven men looked up in unison as they stood on guard at the same time. There, a man stood on a platform attached to the gates where he was able to inspect incoming visitors as he was now.

"Who goes there?" One of the guards of the gate, Yael asked as he shifted the magic lamp to get a better view of their faces. "Who are you? No entry into the town until morning" he instructed when he noticed their mounts as a subtle warning screamed in his head.

"Oi. That there might be the guard, y'all" The man who led the others chorused, and the group laughed out loud in a symphony of delight.

Yael clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Are you from the West? We haven't seen people beyond the Kingdom in a while. What are you here for?" He asked, recognizing their voices, but at the same time, the caution began to scream louder.

There were other continents other than the Western Kingdom, Northern Highlands and the Eastern Empire and people who are from those parts of the world are referred to as "Beyond the North or South or East".

They were known for their foreign traditions and accents, and they spelt trouble wherever they went.

Yael was aware of this, and their mere presence caused thoughts to twirl in overload.

'....I need to tell the boss'. He thought as he attempted to drive them away.

"Please leave. The gate will be open tomorrow". He said, but the group of seven simply laughed out as they always did.

'...What about this is funny?' He wondered.

"well….this fellow seems to get it all mixed up, Brathers," the man said with a chuckle as he pulled out his gun.

Yael suddenly took a step back from the platforms nearly slipping off when he said with a rushed tone.

"If–If you choose to fight then we won't back down!" he screamed out in anger, but in all actuality. He was alone at the moment, worse off, his partners were at their headquarters having a meeting on the recent events.

Of course, he didn't try to show his weakness, after all, that would spell death.

"We came all the way here to catch a beast. Just hand it over and we'll be on our way". The man said with a slight frown on his face.

Yael's gaze snapped open in realization, as he furrowed his brow. "A–A beast?" He asked, his tone laced with curiosity.

The man clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Are ya deaf?! A beast is what I said!"

"Um, Brother, I think you meant werewolf. They aren't true beasts because they possess rationality". The weak-toned man said with a slightly rushed tone when his brothers suddenly snapped glares at him.

He jerked on the spot in fear and remained silent, but his statement had just sparked a fire within Yael's gaze.

"Are you referring to that Werewolf girl?!" he asked in excitement. '....Is this a chance?' He wondered.

The seven men glanced at each other with baffled expressions, before the man in the front looked up. "...And What of it? Do you have our beast?" He asked.

A smile formed on Yael's face which quickly curled upwards into a devious grin. "...I don't but I know where it is".