Emil brought a total of fifteen silver descendants to this battle, and now, only eight survived, each wearing an unsettling expression.
On the way back, he had felt something was terribly wrong.
Aaron had apparently fully reconciled with him.
Recently, he had even become somewhat weak, following Emil's arrangements on many matters within the clan, and continually ceding benefits to him.
Yet, today, Aaron stood together with those two from the Fischer family, preventing Emil from asking further questions.
"Has that bastard lost his patience and wants to break with me again?"
As Emil pondered, he led the eight silver descendants through a route that was an essential path back to their clan, an area extremely quiet and uninhabited.
Suddenly, a group of more than twenty people swiftly emerged from both sides of the road.
