"Exactly! I don't know Rhaega well, but I've crossed paths with him a few times. He never leaves the war zone. Assassinating him is nearly impossible!" Xayne said with unwavering confidence."We're investigating the attempt," Yves replied with a heavy tone. "But there's no trace of an infiltrator planted by a foreign power near Rhaega."The silence spoke volumes. If a mole had embedded themselves so deeply, it meant they had been in the country for years, perhaps even a decade. A threat like that had to be eradicated."There will be clues," Xayne said calmly. "We just haven't found them yet. If this person isn't dealt with, Rhaega's life will remain in constant danger.""I'll have Black Ice Platform prioritize the investigation," Yves said firmly. "But you need to be extra cautious. Stay in Folksworth for now."This was not a call for help. It was a warning. The enemy had made their move."My guess? After failing to kill Rhaega, their next target will be Elias . The real power in

Xayne handed the medicine to Esmond and strode out of the basement.Some wounds, especially those of the heart, could only be healed by oneself. Losing a beloved disciple was a pain no one could avoid, but the path to recovery lay within.Meanwhile, at the Cyano Peak, Valedi was preparing to welcome Madoc with the full force of his circle. The seven-day duel he had set with Xayne was a carefully orchestrated move to lure Madoc here. With the Valiant Union elders by his side, the Cyano Peak would remain unscathed even in defeat.Squinting with his aged eyes, Madoc sat firmly in the main seat. He glanced at Valedi and spoke in a low, authoritative tone."Master Valedi, according to you, Xayne has destroyed three of our Kickboxing Association?"Valedi nodded and recounted the deaths of Hiram and his companions at Xayne’s villa. However, the Heaven Sword Circle had yet to annex the fallen circles, likely because Xayne was preoccupied with other matters. Regardless, the three circle ma

The vibrant banners fluttered in the wind as Madoc sipped his tea, a smirk curling on his lips. He turned to Valedi. "Is the tea for Xayne ready?"Valedi nodded hurriedly. "Yes, Mr. Madoc, everything is prepared."He gestured toward a nearby table where two cups of tea sat, steam curling lazily from their surfaces. Madoc gave a satisfied nod.Minutes later, a disciple rushed in from the gate, his voice sharp and clear. "Master Valedi, Xayne has arrived!"Valedi's heart skipped. "Invite him in!"Without waiting, he strode to the entrance. A circle master personally greeting a guest at the gates was a mark of the highest respect. Valedi could not help but admire Xayne's boldness.Meanwhile, Madoc and his cronies lounged in their hidden pavilion without moving.'Why bother standing for a man walking to his death?'"Mr. Xayne, it is an honor to welcome you to Cyano Peak," Valedi said as he bowed politely.Xayne returned a nod and said in a cool tone. "You're too kind, Master Valed

His long fingernails dug so deep into his palms that they pierced the flesh. Blood streamed through the gaps in his fingers, dripping steadily to the ground. He was furious.It was not the injury that enraged Madoc. It was the fact that Xayne was the first to openly defy him. He was an elder of the Kickboxing Association, a man whose mere presence demanded respect wherever he went.His words were supposed to be law. His commands were heeded without question. Yet, here was Xayne, treating everything he said like worthless trash."Xayne, do you not fear making enemies of the entire Kickboxing Association?" Madoc spat as his voice trembled with indignation."Fear?" Xayne scoffed, his tone icy. "Why should I fear those who are bent on killing me? You think I'd show mercy to people like you? Don't kid yourself."Madoc's eyes burned with rage. His veins bulged as he whipped his head toward the elderly man standing behind him."Elder Kilian!" he barked. "This insolent fool dares trample

The Kickboxing Association really knew how to cultivate talent.Xayne gritted his teeth. There was no way to dodge this strike. Behind him was the edge of the ring. Below, rows of weapon racks bristling with blades and spears. Even if he jumped off the ring, he would only be dancing on a bed of knives."Nice technique!" Xayne shouted as he raised his Ravenclaw Dagger, thrusting it furiously at Kilian's palm.Kilian's eyes lit up as Xayne finally went on the offensive. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth."Young man, you're still inexperienced!" As he spoke, Kilian shifted his weight ever so slightly.In a flash, his open palm transformed into a claw, talons curling like an eagle's as he swiped toward Xayne's throat.Xayne quickly retracted his strike, bringing the knife up to block. The metallic ring of impact echoed through the arena. Xayne's hand trembled as the vibration nearly knocked the knife from his grip.Kilian's sheer force was staggering, beyond anything Xayne h