949 For the Victory! Willow knew that the probability that her worries coming true was less, maybe even impossible since 18 spies including her son who are reporting her can't possibly be fooled or subdued in just a month. Their stories matched and the reasons they gave about the other spies not answering made sense. However, Willow still felt like it would be better to be careful here. Call it a gut feeling or whatever, but, Something didn't feel right. "Heh, you are trying to chew more than you can, Willow. Don't think too much, just act like the strategist you are. Come up with your strategies, propose them to us, however, whether we act on them or not, that depends on us. Do not forget your place. Is that clear?" Sheba spoke with a smirk on his face. "…" Willow glanced at Sheba. She could feel that this man was looking down on her and he was not alone. The other 7 Falconkin were the same. All of them had smirks on their faces. The chance to 'put her in her place', they weren't willing to give it away. Even Prima, although didn't have the smirk the other Falconkins had, the fact that he was silent all this time and was allowing others to belittle her again and again was enough for Willow to understand what he was thinking. She wouldn't be surprised if all of this was his plan to begin with. Of course, this didn't mean she would lose her composure over something like this. She just sat calmly and decided to stay silent. Seeing her actions, Prima smiled slightly. Then, he glanced at others and, "The Teleportation Circle can transport 6 people at the same time. I need 5 more people with me. Who is willing to join me in our mission?" Prima questioned and the instant he asked, all 8 Falconkins in the room raised their hands. It was a great opportunity to get rid of a Divine Stage Cultivator and ultimately rule over the Feline Cat City. The Merits they would gain once they succeed in this mission would be more than enough for them to get their hands on the treasures that they get from the Feline Cat City. This would definitely help them increase their strength to another level. Prima could see how their eyes were shining as they raised their hands, then, however, his eyes fell on Willow. Who sat calmly with her hands down. Prima narrowed his eyes, "Didn't you say you wanted to be the one who wanted to land the last strike on Oberon and kill him? How are you going to do it if you aren't willing to come with me?" "I was immature back then. Killing him with my own hands is something that would only give me emotional satisfaction. Something like that is not worth anything. I am already pleased with the conditions you promised me before, I would let Felix be the next City Lord and with us submitting to you, we will rule the city as your puppets. Something like killing Oberon, Lord Prima can do it himself. I am sure it would be less troublesome for the Lord as well since bringing Oberon out of the Battle Dimension alive would be risky. Me coming with you will do nothing but weaken our side anyways, it would be better to choose a stronger person, for the success of our plan, I will gladly give my spot to someone else as I stay back and await your return." Willow spoke with a responsible smile on her face. Hearing her words, the other Falconkins, who didn't like her, smiled. With her stepping back, they would have one more spot for themselves. 'Heh, it is good that she knows her place.' They thought inwardly as they calculated their chances of being selected, But then, "Do you think I am someone who would go back on my words?" Prima narrowed his eyes as he glanced at Willow. Willow frowned. "That is not what I mean, Lo-" "I promised you that I will let you deal the final blow. I am a man of my word. When I asked who is willing to join me, you didn't have the option to reject, you will be coming with me." Prima spoke. From his tone, he had already made his decision. Willow narrowed her eyes. This wasn't right… Man of his words? Man of his words, her ass. Prima wasn't someone who bothered with stuff like that. There is something Prima was trying to do. Something Willow didn't know… And that made her uncomfortable. "Lord Prima, I know you are a man of your wor-" Willow tried to politely reject him, however, "Willow Feline, you are not allowed to speak unless you are told to, is that clear?" Prima ordered. "…" "Is that clear?" "Yes, Lord Prima…" Willow lowered her head. The other Falconkins glanced at her and obviously, their eyes were anything but welcoming. Their hatred for this woman only increased. "Tazz, Reed, Pion, Rhode, You 4 will be coming with us and the rest of you will be protecting the City while I am gone. Does anyone have any questions?" Prima questioned. "No, Lord Prima." The Falconkins spoke at the same time. No matter how dissatisfied they were, they couldn't go against Prima's words. "When do we have to leave?" "According to Felix's words, it is next week, Lord Prima." "Then prepare yourselves. We are going to take over the Feline Cat City next week." "Yes, Lord Prima!" Prima then stood up and left the room. The other Falconkins glared at Willow but in the end, they just snorted and walked away. Willow, on the other hand, was still lost in her thoughts. A quick, calm week passed by. Right now, Willow, Prima, and the other 4 Falconkins were standing inside the Teleportation Circle. "Are you all prepared?" Prima questioned. The 5 People beside him nodded. His eyes then fell on Willow, who didn't look as beautiful as before, her clean and healthy skin was now wrinkled and some white hairs could be seen on her previously long raven hair. Prima's then glanced at the bracelet Willow was wearing and couldn't help but shake his head, "I sometimes pity Felix." "…" Willow didn't say anything. "Felix went into the room with Oberon." Tazz, who just got the signal, reported. "The Blackheart takes 5 seconds before it shows its effect, once Oberon eats, Felix would send the signal to Leo and he will activate the Magic Circle. 1 Second will be wasted in Teleportation and we will have 4 Seconds to subdue all the Saint Stage Cultivators and encircle the weakened Oberon. We need to be fast enough so that Felix isn't killed, is that clear?" Prima spoke. "Yes, Lord Prima!" The Falconkins nodded. Then, the Magic Circle under them started shining brightly and, "For the Victory!" "FOR THE VICTO-" *BOOOOOOOOOM*