After the battle, as Marcina left, both Sonja and the leader of the pagans immediately disappeared without a trace.

It seemed that they took advantage of everyone's attention being focused on Marcina to slip away unnoticed.

Meanwhile, the burnt-down cabin was thought to have caught fire in the kitchen.

The ten charred bodies found inside were also considered part of the accident.

Though it was a major piece of news, under the protection of the Great Dragon Festival, everything, as Cyclone had anticipated, turned into a minor incident caused by a small fireworks mishap.

Of course, the truth was not as naive as Cyclone had presumed.

Since Alexander was aware of Cyclone's influence on Marcina and as a necessary ace up his sleeve, he naturally had to step in to help Cyclone cover up the truth.

More importantly, the assassination of the Dusk Assassins couldn't be casually revealed.

It was not only a matter between nations but also concerning the stability under the Great Dragon Festival.

The elimination of an assassination organization during national events—was it the upholding of justice or a dark conspiracy?

Whatever it was, it would affect whether the Great Dragon Festival could proceed smoothly.

Rather than creating unsettling news, it was better to treat it as a serious fireworks accident.

On one hand, it could remind travelers to be more cautious, and on the other hand, it could alert various specialty inns to prevent crises.

There were multiple reasons behind it that allowed Cyclone to survive.

Afterward, Alexander would occasionally ponder, how could Cyclone Theodore live so recklessly and irresponsibly, was his luck excessively good?

As if he had the blessings of the goddess of fate behind him, Alexander sometimes found it unbelievable.

Thinking about these matters, Alexander led Cyclone into the Temple of Water.

They ascended a long staircase, moving towards the depths of the temple.

They stopped in front of a large door when they reached it.

"Cyclone the hero, before you step beyond this door, I need to explain something."

"Oh."

"Inside is the highest secret of the Temple of Water. If you were to speak of what you see here, I might have to treat you as a pagan."

It was a warning, and Cyclone understood it immediately.

However, Cyclone still wanted to say something.

"Um... Can I say something as well?"

"Please go ahead."

"I don't really want to go in. Can I go back?"

Saying this, Alexander pushed open the door.

"Hey! Listen to people!!"

His words were one thing, but his body moved forward honestly.

Cyclone was drawn by the scent coming from beyond the door, unable to resist curiosity, and ultimately walked inside.

"Hmph! If you're capable, don't hold me back!"

Pretending he was forced inside, Cyclone cautiously moved forward on his own.

At this moment, Alexander turned around, raising his hand.

"Please wait here."

"And why would we listen to you?"

Yuna glared angrily at Alexander.

Behind Yuna stood Little Dragon and Eileen.

"Hey, mister..."

Even without looking back at the crowd of wives, Cyclone knew what they were thinking.

"Let my wives come in as well," he said.

In an instant, Cyclone became serious.

After a few seconds of silence, a little boy's voice came from the depths of the room.

"Don't waste time ~ Let everyone come in ~"

Upon hearing this, Alexander allowed Yuna and the others to enter.

The group entered a white room with only a large bed inside.

Sitting on the bed was a young boy.

"Who is this little rascal?" Cyclone spoke up before Alexander could.

"He is the leader of our Water teachings..."

"What?!"

While the wives stayed behind, only Cyclone approached the bed.

"Do you have any objections!?"

"No."

The leader and Cyclone shared a comical expression at the same time, one with a hashtag on his head, but their conversation still began.