389 What Kind Of Juice Did You Make Those Three Drink
After creating his Divine Artifact, Thirteen returned to the real world with a smile on his face.
Although the only monster currently registered on his banner was Tiona, he believed that he would be able to fill it up at a steady rate using the resources of the Leventis Family, the Central Government, and to a certain extent, the Dvalinn Federation.
He would milk these factions for all their worth, allowing him to benefit from them greatly.
'Although some of the monsters are extremely rare like Tiona, I should still be able to fill up a quarter of my immortal army with everyone's help,' Thirteen thought before taking out a pen and writing the names of the monsters he wanted to add to his collection.
After he was done, he looked at his list and then started to list out more monsters with unique abilities. He was cross-referencing which abilities would be more useful than the others, and before long, Thirteen had already written four hundred monster names, making him smile bitterly.
An hour later, he had picked out the top 20 monsters out of the 400 he had listed, which he must obtain no matter what.
The abilities of these 20 monsters would become the core abilities of his army, so he decided to look for his Grandfather and have him find these monsters for him.
Of course, he didn't plan to only look for Arthur.
He also planned to look for the Grand Marshal, the Field Marshal, and Renz Elrod.
They would be the ones who would do the hard work for him, while he sat back and waited for his monsters to arrive.
Arthur, who saw Thirteen's list, looked at it carefully before frowning.
"Do you want these monsters dead or alive?" Arthur asked.
"Alive and kicking," Thirteen answered.
"Okay," Arthur nodded before handing the note to Michael. "Deal with it."
"Yes, Father," Michael replied.
After talking to his family, he visited the Grand Marshal and the Field Marshal.
Unlike Arthur, they asked him what they were for.
However, Thirteen only said that he would conduct an experiment that would help them secure their victory.
Of course, that was a lie.
With the forces they currently had, unless all the Rank 8 Monsters united, or one of the Rank 9 Sovereigns personally went to the Northern Regions of the Rigel Continent, their expedition had a high chance of succeeding.
When Thirteen arrived at the Dvalinn Tower to look for Renz, he found Trevor Remington, Moris Smith, and Steven Lockwood chatting with the person he wanted to meet.
"Viola, Sharon, and Louise," Thirteen replied.
Hearing the names of the three Valkyries, Shana couldn't help but shake her head helplessly.
After returning from their fight against the Brain Beetle, the three Valkyries had become just like her older sister, Rianna, and said nothing but praises for Zion.
"What kind of juice did you make those three drink to make them praise you to the high heavens?" Shana asked. "I swear, for a brief moment, I thought that my sister had come here, cloned herself, and wore a disguise to prank me."
"They are just over-exaggerating just like your sister. Pay them no mind," Thirteen replied before shifting his gaze to the mock battle that was happening in the skies between the 69th Battalion and the Valkyries. Shana followed Thirteen's gaze before tapping the teenage boy's shoulder, which made the latter glance at her.
"Thank you," Shana said.
"For what?" Thirteen asked.
"For letting the Valkyries smile again," Shana answered. "Because of your victory over the Brain Beetle, they have redeemed themselves in the eyes of the world, allowing them to once again raise their heads with pride. All of this would not have been possible without your help."
"..."
Thirteen looked at the Saintess of the Central Government, who was looking at him with a smile on her face.
"Shana, there will come a time when you will face hardships in your life," Thirteen said. "When you are confronting an opponent that is stronger than you and your hero party, remember me. "If there is any way I can help, I will lend you my hand. However, every time I help you, you will owe me a favor."
Thirteen raised a finger and smirked. "I already gave you a freebie by restoring the glory of the Valkyries. So next time, it will not be free, okay?"
Shana was surprised by the teenage boy's words, but after thinking about it, she decided that owing Zion a favor in exchange for his help wasn't a bad idea.
"Okay," Shana replied. "You have a deal."
The young lady then raised her hand for a handshake, which Thirteen accepted with a smile.
After shaking each other's hands twice, the two once again looked at the battle in the sky.
Both of them hoped that when this mock battle became a real battle over the skies of the Rigel Continent, their forces would have the upper hand, allowing the majority of the Wanderers and those who were acting as support forces, to return safely to the side of their loved ones.
'After my meeting with Renz tomorrow, I will return to Evuvug's lair,' Thirteen thought. 'I need to find that Cursed Artifact before the battles start in full swing.'
He had interrogated the Brain Beetle, and the latter confirmed that it had seen a metallic chest hidden near its lair.
The Brain Beetle had the chest brought to the treasury, where it stored its spoils of war for display.
Thirteen hoped that the beetles didn't ransack Evuvug's Treasury after their Master had disappeared.
Because if they did, the teenage boy might be facing a threat that was no less dangerous than fighting against the Brain Beetle in its peak state before it gave birth to its egg.