Rising god-Chapter 113: Call

Baines, still reeling from the Heartflame Kingdom’s vast royal lineage, pressed the second executive. "Do you think they’re capable of kidnapping?"

"Oh, absolutely," the executive replied, his voice laced with disdain. "They’re a strange bunch. Despite their power, they still stoop to low tactics like kidnapping. Basically, they are scum, really." His muttered curse hinted at personal grievances, perhaps from past encounters.

"Hmm," Ralph mused, then proposed, "I could organize a Dawnless team to sneak into the Heartflame Kingdom."

"You can sneak in a large group?" Baines asked, concern flickering.

"With the Mistars’ help, we can infiltrate and search the kingdom," Ralph assured.

"Mistars?" Baines asked, puzzled. "Who are they?"

The executives exchanged dumbfounded glances.

"Haa," Ralph sighed. "They’re the ones you met in the VIP area during the underground fight. They are experts in fog-based concealment, hence their name, Mist-ars."

Baines frowned, recalling the encounter vaguely.

"Don’t worry, Baines," Ralph said, sensing his brother’s unease. "I’ll handle it. We’ll pay them fairly and keep them in the dark. You focus on your goals and let me do mine."

Baines studied Ralph, then nodded. ’It’s true, I can’t linger here too long with so many eyes watching.’ "So, you, Dawnless, and the Mistars will infiltrate the Heartflame Kingdom?"

"Yes," Ralph confirmed. "We have enough gold to buy information and bribes." He outlined a plan to split the team, settle in the kingdom, and gather intelligence covertly. The executives marveled at his strategy. It had only a few flaws, maybe it was because he was an assassin.

"Alright, but contact me the moment you find anything," Baines said, rising. The executives followed. "And before I go..." He opened his pocket space, unleashing a torrent of gold, more than the executives could fathom, along with scrolls of Silver family wind techniques.

"That is more money for whatever you need, and among them are some wind techniques, distribute them. Some can help you move faster. Recruit more members, buy more things we need." He left them and went towards the entrance and briefly turning to the sword unit training nearby, who paused to salute. Facing Wick, he added, "Stay with Ralph during the infiltration and provide some pills to aid their progress."

Wick bowed, opening a portal. Baines stepped through, returning to his Sun Tower quarters.

...

In the third-floor library, the registrar spotted him.

"You again? I thought you’d be on the fourth floor by now." The woman was sorting out the books on the shelf. ’It’s been a month since I last saw him.’ The woman was beginning to suspect he was doing something other than learning.

"You missed the last outing," she noted. "Any reason for that?"

"I thought it was optional," Baines replied. A part of him had forgotten, but he wouldn’t have gone either way.

"It was, but it was a good experience. We found out that the pulsation matched a familiar frequency."

"Frequency?"

She nodded, "It was likely a call of some sort."

"Call?" Baines’s interest piqued.

"Yes, calling to something, though we don’t know what. Anyway, I hope you advance soon." She waved dismissively and left.

’A call.’ The word lingered, ’I need to hurry.’ He entered the empty third-floor training room. "Eye, set a timer for a month," he commanded, beginning his final phase in the Sun Tower.

***

After meeting Baines, Ralph sought the Mistars’ leader, now seated in her office. "Wow, you came, and I still don’t see your brother," she teased slyly.

"Haha, you know what they say, last-borns are always quite the trouble," Ralph quipped.

She giggled. "So, how can I help?"

His expression turned serious. "We, Dawnless, need your services."

"How?"

"We need your expertise to infiltrate a place."

’Are they finally revealing something?’ she thought. "I won’t pry much, but our services aren’t cheap, you know."

"Oh, I know," Ralph replied, signaling his men, who brought in three massive chests, each requiring two carriers. They opened to reveal pure gold, no jewelry, no golden goblets, just gold.

The Mistars’ leader stood, stunned. "Just where in the hell are we infiltrating?" she nearly shouted.

Ralph grinned. "Haha, I see spirit in you. Let’s get to the details," he said, and called in the executives likewise, the Mistars’ executives gathered.

As they sat around, Ralph and the executives began placing papers, plants, some treasures, and maps around the table. The Mistars’ curiosity was tinged with fear—this was no ordinary job.

The Mistars were so curious, and a part of them was terrified. They didn’t need to be told. It was going to be something dangerous. After they got ready,

"Where are we infiltrating?" Mirta demanded, unable to contain herself anymore.

Ralph and the executives exchanged smiles. "Lunar Dominion," Ralph said.

"Heartflame Kingdom," added the first executive.

The eyes of the ladies changed. It was as if saying; Why include us in your madness, and truthfully, it was madness

"Now, let’s begin," Ralph said, launching into the plan.

A month passed in preparation.

***

In the Sun Tower’s third-floor training room, Baines’s screams echoed. It was a certain type of scream one would never hear from a man, and thankfully, no one was present to hear.

He’d begun opening his second vessel core after the month’s training.

"FUCKKK..." He had told eye to dull his pain receptors; however, he was still feeling it, raw, like it had done nothing. Unfortunately for him, this time, he chose his groin. That was his private region.

This time, he had to coil the stream around the region to form a larger vessel, which was relatively easy. Then he had connected a stream from the middle vessel to this new groin vessel he created. Though tricky, he maneuvered his way with time; however, when it was time to snap them away, the pain was maddening. He had to be careful so as not to move so much lest the snap damage his private region. He was ready to go infertile just yet.

He spent three days collapsing each day between each snap. The grion had eight streams.

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