As everyone walked towards the stairs of the temple, Cyclone could only endure the stares from the people and walk towards the end of the temple.

In the end, the people of the temple left, and even the guard uncle was nowhere to be seen.

After everyone cleared out, only six people remained. The situation was quite awkward. Cyclone realized it was one against five, and he was the only ordinary person here who couldn't fight.

Not to mention the leader of the sect, all four saints stood together while Cyclone stood alone. The momentum was already lost.

However, when the leader of the sect spoke first, Cyclone was scared to respond.

"Do you want a wife, Cyclone?" The leader of the Water teachings always had shocking remarks.

This time was no exception. Even though they clearly knew he had three or four wives at home, and if their intelligence was strong enough, they might even know that Hilmirya had become Cyclone's woman.

The more Cyclone tried to hold back, the more he wanted to laugh.

Finally, Cyclone smiled and put his hands on his hips. "Let's hear it then."

The leader chuckled knowingly before leaning back in his chair. "Captain of the Wind Knights, Sonja, this female knight, you must know her, right?"

When Sonja's name was mentioned, Cyclone's heart sank. Sonja was not part of Kakarl, she was from Allen City.

Having residents from another country in their own was not a big deal. But the problem was Sonja, being the most trusted knight by the King of Allen, her presence meant that things would be different.

From what Cyclone knew, Sonja's reason for being here was related to the heretics. If he guessed right, Sonja's purpose should be the same as in Sunset City.

"She wants to cause a split within Kakarl."

Alexander crossed his arms, speaking out Cyclone's thoughts seriously and solemnly. "So, since you all say this, what do you want exactly?"

Danger loomed, but Cyclone wasn't afraid of much. If they wanted to kill him, they would have done so already. Cyclone was more afraid of saying the wrong thing and ending up in a deadly situation.

"It seems... you are really accustomed to the world," the sect leader remarked. Alexander stepped forward, directing Cyclone's gaze to him. "We need someone to go to the heretics for us."

"Do you want me to be a spy for you?" Cyclone asked.

"Haha, where did you learn that term from?" the leader laughed heartily. "That woman is really something, isn't she?"

"That woman?" Cyclone was puzzled by the leader's words when Alexander spoke again. "Cyclone the hero, we don't want you to be a spy, we want you to betray us."

"What?" Cyclone thought he misheard.

"You can think of it as being a hidden spy," the leader added.

Cyclone didn't respond to the leader's joke. After exchanging glances twice, Cyclone understood the current situation. Ignoring the leader, it made more sense to listen to Alexander.

"Betray us? Are you kidding?" Cyclone was confused.

"In this situation?" Alexander's question was very reasonable. Cyclone looked left and right, confirming they were alone, then turned back to Alexander.

"I don't understand. At least... I believe no one in this world would do something to harm others and themselves."

Cyclone looked into Alexander's eyes, trying to read his mind. Alexander did the same, staring directly into Cyclone's eyes, searching for his thoughts.

"Why betray? I think this 'betrayal' has a different meaning?" Both men stared at each other.

After a few seconds, Alexander seemed to find something in Cyclone's eyes, turned around, and looked at the leader. After a nod, the leader spoke.

"There is no other meaning, Cyclone, I just want you to betray us."

Seeing the leader's smile, Cyclone thought for a moment. "Is that so?"

After saying that, Cyclone sat on the ground, crossing his legs without any defense, facing the leader directly.

"Then let's hear it... How do I betray you? And how will you give me a wife?"