Felix smiled wryly.

Francis was the mystic from King Aurelius' court over two millennia ago, and his identity remained a mystery. If anything of his had survived until now, it would be among the rarest treasures imaginable. Finding such an item seemed impossible.

"Let me ask around first."

Felix's original plan had been to investigate and eliminate targets one by one. But Nala's data matched Luna's—there were over a hundred Steele members. They weren't just abroad but scattered across various Astorian cities. How could he hunt them all?

After a few deaths, the Steeles would go into hiding for sure. Given their connection to Reagan, even a dog's death would warrant investigation. Once Astorian authorities got involved, complications would multiply.

Felix was not confident he was invincible worldwide yet, and Reagan's true strength remained unknown. The situation could turn dangerous.

He had rushed here from Dragonia because he was furious to see so many countrymen used as te