Kamrusepa didn’t deny or confirm the teenage boy’s statement and simply replied by throwing another question. "Then what can you give me in return?" Kamrusepa inquired. "I’m not going to use Divination for free, you know?" Thirteen crossed his arms over his chest as he tried to come up with something that Kamrusepa might find interest in. However, a sudden thought came to his mind. "Um, by any chance, do you have a daughter?" Thirteen asked. The smile on Kamrusepa’s face stiffened after hearing the teenage boy’s question. "Why do you ask?" Kamrusepa asked back. "Just a hunch?" Thirteen smiled. "You’re so beautiful, so I’m sure that it will not be hard for you to have a life partner." "You do know that I’m a Phoenix Jinn, right?" Kamrusepa arched an eyebrow. "This means that even without a partner, I can give birth to an egg to continue my bloodline." "So, do you have a daughter or not?" "Why are you asking? Are you perhaps planning to marry my daughter so that I can use Divination for you free of charge?" Thirteen shook his head. "Marry your daughter? I’m not interested in marrying anyone." Kamrusepa smirked. "Isn’t that the specialty of humans like you? This is also the reason why humans are the most numerous race in Solterra. "Even horned rabbits would bow down to you guys when it comes to reproduction rate. Now, spill the beans. Why did you suddenly ask me if I have a daughter or not?" "I just asked out of curiosity," Thirteen answered. "Do you think I’m gullible?" Kamrusepa scoffed. "I know for a fact that you don’t do meaningless things. Since you asked if I have a daughter or not, that means you have a reason for asking this question." Instead of answering, Thirteen only smiled. After all, he had already changed his mind. Instead of asking Kamrusepa to do a divination, it would be faster to ask Metatron instead. If Metatron was unable to answer him, then he would have no choice but to prepare a payment for Kamrusepa’s services to get the answers he was looking for. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞 Kamrusepa and Paimon watched the teenage boy approach Metatron. A second later, they disappeared right in front of their eyes. Metatron brought Thirteen to one of the private rooms in the organization, where members could talk without worrying about others discovering the content of their discussion. The God of the Apocalypse lightly tapped the table in front of him with his finger. "Once you attack one of the subordinates of the members of this organization, you will hear a warning sound inside your head," Metatron explained. "This is how you determine if someone is affiliated with the members of our organization." "Then, will these monsters not attack me since their leader and I are in the same organization?" Thirteen asked with curiosity. "Just like you, they will also hear a warning sound inside their head," Metatron replied. "Their instinct will tell them that you are someone whom they mustn’t attack no matter what. However, that doesn’t mean that they can’t attack you." "Will they suffer some kind of backlash if they do?" "They will." "What kind of backlash exactly?" Metatron smirked. "Their Ranks will drop by one Rank every time they attack you." "… That’s it?" Thirteen blinked. "Their rank will just lower by one stage? Are you kidding me? What if I die from their first strike?" "Then don’t die." Metatron chuckled. "Problems solved." Thirteen stared at the God of the Apocalypse with an annoyed expression on his face. "Listen, Thirteen. Rank 1 up to Rank 6 Monsters, who are the subordinates of the members of this organization, will not dare to attack you," Metatron stated. "Rank 7 and above CAN attack you. However, if they do, not only would the attacker’s rank decrease, but their Master will also lose the qualifications to become a member of this organization. "Their Rings of the Apocalypse will be taken away from them, and they will be banished from the Order. The only way for them to regain their title is to gain the forgiveness of the member they offended. "This is also why the members of this organization didn’t dare to fight each other. They have more to lose by doing that. When you first joined this order, they planned to ask their friends to hunt you down the moment they knew of your location. "They’re aware of the loophole that as long as they are not the ones personally taking action, the backlash won’t apply to them. So, if you can find a friend, you can also eliminate one of the members of the Apocalypse so that you’ll have more ’friends’ in your faction." It finally dawned on Thirteen that their organization was truly the survival of the fittest. The only saving grace was that the places where he appeared in Solterra were a good distance away from the territories of the Jinns that belonged to the Order. Only Kamrusepa and Camazotz could appear to where Thirteen was because they had all signed a contract of equal standings with Metatron as their witness. This meant that none of them could sabotage or betray each other whenever they were working together. Of course, they could refuse if they felt like the mission was dangerous or that they wouldn’t get any benefits from it. "Then can you answer my question?" Thirteen said in a serious tone. "Are there members of the order who are about to invade our world in two years?" Metatron closed his eyes and didn’t say anything for several minutes. It was as if he was indeed checking whether one of his members had connected a Gate to Thirteen’s home world, which would only open at the right time. "The Main Force that will be attacking your world doesn’t belong to our organization," Metatron answered. "The invaders are from Gomorra. However, there is a minor force that will appear that belongs to one of our members. "You can think of it as a complete accident. They were trying to open a Dimensional Gate for the first time, and to their surprise, it worked." Thirteen’s expression became grave after hearing Metatron’s words. ’This will complicate things a bit,’ Thirteen thought. ’Even if it’s a minor force, the number of monsters will definitely number in the thousands. After thinking up to this point, Thirteen couldn’t help but sigh. Being a member of the Order of the Apocalypse, none of them were allowed to get in each other’s way. However, if Thirteen’s hunch was correct, he would need a separate organization that would deal with the monsters that he wasn’t allowed to kill.