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Location- Central Region, Central Capital, Capital Warp building

"Fuck," Gilliam cussed after the field marshal\'s office hung up on him. Then he called an encrypted grimoire ID with a deep frown, knowing that if this person was not willing to help him, then he would become the infamous sacrifice of political chess in the central capital that people kept gossiping about.

"Uncle Gilliam, what did the Field Marshal say?" a young voice answered Gilliam\'s call. It seems they were related.

"Young Master Hui Rin, the Field Marshal, did not receive my call. So I called his office, I did not get to talk to him but he seems to agree with the General," Gilliam spoke very respectfully. He wasn\'t this respectful when he spoke to demigod Baylor, his immediate superior. It was apparent that he was more worried about this person than demigod Baylor.

"That is not a surprise, considering the relationship between them. It seems they are starting to doubt you, Uncle. So, for now, just lay low and do as they say," Hui Rin ordered nonchalantly. Seeing how the Field Marshal who never broke his promise ignored Gilliam\'s call, Hui Rin knew that the cover of his pawn by the side of the Matron\'s husband was blown.

"Young Master, I will not hesitate to lay my life for you but I think in my current position I can be of more service to you alive than dead," Gilliam did not dare to question Hui Rin\'s orders and instead politely tried to negotiate for his life.

"Uncle, relax. They might not care about your death but they will not dare to offend the southern royal family no matter the cause. Just report back to them once you make it to the southern royal palace by then they will have to lose their poker face and call off their mission to you," It did not take long for Hui Rin to see right through demigod Baylor\'s gamble and decide to go all in.

"I will do as you say, Young Master," Gilliam had no choice but to follow Hui Rin\'s arrangements however he felt that what Hui Rin said sounded reasonable. As he hung up the call he could not help shaking his head, getting a sense of why the Great Elder supported Hui Rin in the race for the heir to the Yin-Yang Harmony sect\'s leader.

…

After Gilliam ended the call, Hui Rin called a grimoire ID saved in his grimoire contacts as Karl.

"I was just about to call you," Karl said, answering Hui Rin.

"Why?" Hui Rin asked in surprise as Karl would only contact him when he required him to do something.

"Mike was killed this morning…" Karl went on to explain the events of Mike\'s death and that he could not shake the feeling that there was a conspiracy behind Mike\'s death.

"Ji Feng would not betray the sect or our faction, he would rather die than do something like that," Hui Rui asserted. As Ji Feng was one of the sect disciples from his faction that he had carefully selected to maintain the desolate punisher array covering each branch of the circle.

"I agree with you, that is why I believe Matron is behind," Karl said pensively.

"That would explain a lot but then you will not like the reason why I called you," The majestic Hui Rin finally showed some fear in his voice. As an incarnation of Karl, Hui RIn\'s life and death were in Karl\'s hands so his emotions could not help but surface as he was about to give him the bad news.

"What is it?" Karl\'s voice grew deeper preparing himself to hear yet another bad news.

"My spy next to Matron\'s husband got made," Hui Rui said in a single breath.

"Do they know he is working for you?" Karl decided to get a clear picture of the damage before pointing fingers.

"No, they got nothing. They are just suspicious of him. I wanted to get rid of him but then asked him to break all contact and lay low thinking that he could be of use someday, after all, it is not easy to cultivate a Lt General," Hui Rin explained his response to the situation to Karl in detail.

"This is a big loss, we need someone else next to him no matter the cost, this time if possible one of us, he is the only known weakness of Matron. Wait… don\'t bother yourself with this, I will arrange someone else for this matter. As for you, the heir race of your sect is your top priority. Don\'t let other matters disturb you, I handle them. If you need anything, call," saying that Karl ended the call.

…

Time- 11:09

Location- Central Region, Central Capital, Unknown, Field Marshal Office

"Had I known of these perks earlier, I would have stayed at the way beyond to gather a few more merits, it would help me become a field marshal faster," demigod Baylor said in awe of the authority held by the field marshal. Tracking call logs was not a big deal as a General, he too could get someone to do it but tracking the call logs of a demigod and a Lt General was a totally different story.

"Hahaha, no amount of merit will help you with that, Field Marshal seats are limited. Unless one of us retires or dies, you do not stand to be promoted to field marshal anytime soon. Not to forget that there are a lot of capable card apprentices to be considered before it is your turn," Henricks found his disciple\'s ambition funny, finding it impossible to achieve.

"As if seniority has ever stopped me from achieving what I wanted," demigod Baylor said arrogantly. Considering what he had achieved so far he had the capability to be arrogant.

Seeing his ambitious disciple, Henricks was reminded of his young self and missed that ambition. Sitting at one of the highest positions, there weren\'t many things he could aim for now. Some would delusion themselves into aiming for something like world domination or world peace but Henricks knew better than that. Therefore he decided to invest his power and time in the younger generation that showed promise. Seeing the growth of the demigod Baylor, Henricks felt like he placed the best bet.

"Kid, you haven\'t given me your answer yet," Henricks reminded demigod Baylor that they were not done with their previous conversation.

"Well, you did not tell me the entire story so what did you expect," Demigod Baylor was not naive enough to think that Henricks would let him abuse his authority as a General for a personal vendetta, especially against the royal families. Clearly, there was more to the story than Henricks was telling him.

"Fine, there is a small suspicion that sliver milk powder is not a fraud but real…"