"Commander, are you alright?" Hugo asked with concern when he saw Thirteen. The young man visibly struggled to walk, relying on the hallway's wall to support him as he moved forward. "I'm perfectly fine, Hugo," Thirteen replied calmly. "This is just the body's natural reaction after some… intense physical exercise." "Then please don't exert yourself again, Sir," Hugo said. "Everyone looks up to you, so if they see you like this, they will feel anxious." "Well, you have no choice but to get used to it. I'll be like this for at least a week," Thirteen replied, walking at a steady pace although his legs were shaking a bit. "Our enemies are strong, so everyone must do their best to train every day and raise their stamina as much as possible." Erica giggled after hearing the young man's reply. When the teenage boy woke up in the morning, his hips ached a bit. However, seeing little Zion standing tall and proud, Shana couldn't stop herself and pinned big Zion down on the bed, which lasted for nearly two hours. Erica got a little envious, so she decided to join as well. When Sherry arrived to wake them up, she found them in the middle of some intense physical exercise. The young lady wanted to excuse herself, but Erica caught her, stripped her naked, and tossed her to the bed. Not wanting to lose, Zion fought the three of them at once. Unfortunately, even though his heart and mind were strong, his body was weak, leading to him being helplessly overwhelmed by his three lovers. Shana took pity on him, so she healed him a bit, allowing him to at least walk by himself. Truth be told, she got a bit jealous of Viola and wanted to let her know that the teenage boy was already taken. Because of this, she didn't heal Zion fully. This way, the ladies who had set her sights on him would understand that Zion had his hands full with Erica and Sherry already. Since she couldn't bring any attention to herself, she left the teenage boy's room after kissing Thirteen at least thirty times—it could've been more, but Erica pulled her away so he could bathe and meet his subordinates. With a lot of effort, Thirteen finally arrived at the training field where his soldiers were training. When they saw their commander walking like a zombie, Vincent and Penny exchanged a knowing glance with each other before doing a fist bump. Cristopher immediately went to his Young Master's side and helped support his body. "Sir, did something happen?" Cristopher asked in a volume only Thirteen could hear. "Don't worry, I just overexerted myself with physical exercise," Thirteen replied. "Then you should rest for now," Cristopher advised. "I can handle the training of our soldiers." "It's fine, Cristopher. If I return to my room, instead of resting, I might get more exhausted." Cristopher blinked once, then twice. Given the people around Thirteen, the young man miraculously remained pure, so he didn't understand his Young Master's reply. But Colbert and the other guys had plenty of experience in that field, so they subconsciously glanced at the sexy Erica and the innocent-looking Sherry behind their Commander. Seeing them look at her, Erica gave everyone a playful wink, as if confirming what they were thinking. Almost everyone, aside from Colbert, clicked their tongue in envy. They finally realized why their commander was having trouble walking! While everyone was imagining their Commander's envy-inducing night battle, Thirteen made an announcement. "Everyone, I'm glad to see all of you training diligently," Thirteen said. "Because of this, I decided to train myself as well to the limit. So, if you see me walking like this in the future, know that I am also doing my best to prepare for the upcoming war against the Jinns." Nearly half of the 69th Battalion cursed their commander for being shameless. All of them knew exactly what kind of training Zion was talking about. If they had the privilege, they'd happily trade places with him! Stella, who trained alongside the soldiers, lowered her head slightly, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. She had seen her father act the same way a few years ago when all of her mothers, who numbered over forty-five, by the way, decided to jointly spend a night with him. The next day, her father was unable to walk properly, relying on a staff to support his body as he barely escaped his room. Those who saw him even thought that he was running away from devils due to his expression. However, Thirteen was still not finished with his announcement. "Currently, the Cygni Coalition and the Central Government are focusing their attention and manpower on mining ores and other precious resources. "As such, the only teams that are clearing up the dens of the Jinns are the teams composed of the Prestigious Families from the other continents, the Hero Party, and us. "I will give you all a week to make your final preparations before we once again venture outside the safety zone. This time, we head northeast and target one of the Princes who hail from Gomorra. "This will not be an easy battle like in Alcove City, so I hope all of you take this operation seriously." After hearing the contents of their mission, the soldiers straightened up a bit, and their gazes sharpened. They still remembered Princess Aracelle and how beautiful she was. In fact, after seeing her, the other girls whom they admired in the past suddenly looked lackluster. It was only natural. Once someone laid eyes on such otherworldly beauty, their standards were bound to rise accordingly. "Commander, are you going to capture that Prince as well?" Penny asked. "Yes," Thirteen replied. "Why? Do you want to personally interrogate him, Penny? If so, I will allow it." The young man gave Zion the 'if there's a hole, there's a goal gaze', making Vincent, who was standing beside his new best friend, take a step back and avert his gaze. The last thing he wanted was for Thirteen to lump him together with Penny, who might as well be one of Zeus' bastard sons with how the young man didn't give a damn as long as he can jam his meat in. Unfortunately for Vincent, Thirteen had long decided that the two cultured men were peas in a pod. "Oh, before I forget—everyone got that report about the giant purple snail that likely has a skill that can hypnotize or mind control people, right?" Thirteen stated. "Cause we're heading to the territory of that monster. That said, please do some willpower training so you can resist its mental attacks." To a certain extent, those with strong wills wouldn't easily fall under the power of charm, hypnosis, and other mind-controlling abilities. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢 Thirteen wanted to personally see how powerful the giant purple snail with countless eyes was. He wanted to know whether it had the same powers as the Brain Beetle, Evuvug, or the Overlord Beetle, Gwenn. As well as if it were a creature that relied on its victims to look at it before they fell into a trance. Either way, he would find out once their team ventured northeast. Thirteen would not allow someone like Prince Zorren to remain at large, especially when the Skavari Prince was targeting his women. After giving his soldiers a few more reminders, Thirteen went to see Tristan in his office, who was currently having a private talk with his daughter about the current situation of the battlefield.