Chaos and suspicion, as stated by Cyclone.

Even when things are fine, they all seem like a big deal.

Stirring up trouble when there is none, that's Cyclone's specialty.

As a true troublemaker, it's all about making waves and causing chaos.

That's what being a pro is all about, and in this moment, Cyclone considers himself the best in stirring up trouble.

Suppressing a smirk, Cyclone successfully spreads the seeds of doubt.

At this moment, a man with a large axe in hand shouts out,

"Don't listen to this person!! He's just making excuses!!"

It seems someone has snapped out of the chaos.

Tsk tsk tsk!

But Cyclone is unfazed.

With control of the battlefield in Cyclone's hands, once this man speaks, he's as good as dead.

Speaking loudly like that will only make him a stepping stone for Cyclone.

"Since just now, you've been speaking on behalf of your king~"

"What?!"

Cyclone taunts, and the suspicions start to concentrate on the man.

Even King Kakar falls silent, not offering an immediate retort for the man.

In Cyclone's territory, the man is powerless to fight back.

Worried that King Kakar might actually believe Cyclone's words, fearing that the people might be misled by Cyclone, and even afraid of becoming the traitor who betrayed the king, in a moment of mixed emotions, the man looks at King Kakar.

"Your majesty, you can't..."

"Shut up!"

Tiny's young daughter snaps, already swayed by Cyclone's words.

How could a king become a puppet?

But the truth is, it's precisely a king who can become someone else's puppet.

Power can breed excessive suspicion, and this growing suspicion will ultimately become one's greatest weakness, ripe for exploitation.

"Cyclone, huh..."

King Kakar gazes at Cyclone.

"I won't kill you, but don't think you can leave either."

What King Kakar says, Cyclone already foresaw.

"No problem, I'll stay by your side, and if you find me suspicious, feel free to kill me then."

Staking his life, Cyclone tells his biggest lie yet – that he's not suspicious?

Cyclone chuckles inwardly.

In the midst of a suspicious atmosphere, the meeting between Cyclone and King Kakar comes to an end.

Having survived a night of near-death experiences, Cyclone thought the days ahead would be a little easier.

Although King Kakar grows even more distrustful of others, this situation plays into Cyclone's hands.

Facing an enemy whose true intentions are unreadable, Cyclone is powerless.

But facing an enemy who wears his suspicions on his sleeve, Cyclone is confident in leveraging those suspicions.

Most importantly, King Kakar's distrust allows this new member, Cyclone, to stand on equal footing with the old councilors.

When nobody trusts anyone anymore, everyone's standing instantly becomes the same.

Things become simpler, and Cyclone edges closer to his goal.

But at this crucial moment, a silver-haired girl appears.

Together with Grey, she arrives at a certain road in the underground waterway.

Under the fiery glow, a new crisis looms closer.

Cyclone senses it, the scent of death.

Sophiel, the Sword of the First, is approaching.

A drop of cold sweat trickles down, and Cyclone murmurs softly,

"Grey, I think..."

Before he can finish his sentence, Grey pats Cyclone on the shoulder.

"I get it, brother."

With a thumbs-up, Grey slips away.

"Good luck!"

As he leaves, he waves to cheer on Cyclone.

"Damn it!! Come back!!!"

Seems like there's a misunderstanding, as Cyclone simply hopes Grey will protect them both to the best of his abilities.

But the other party seems to have misunderstood and sees it as an opportunity for Cyclone and the silver-haired beauty to be alone.

Two people, two swords.

When both swords are drawn straight, Cyclone dreads what might happen next.

Within a day, Cyclone's life remains in jeopardy.