Hearing thements of his advisors and allies, the crown prince of the Snow Kingdom, Ambrose, level 50, couldn''t help but agree.


    The Scourges of the Devil indeed did have enemies everywhere.


    Their strength was frightening to many. Still, suppose one undertook the service of gathering forces, then sooner orter, a strong enough force could reach the minimum to take them on.


    At the very least, there was hope!


    And as a prince of one of the states in that region, Ambrose had enough influence for him to at least attempt such a thing.


    He already had a mighty organization on his side, as well as many vassal families to help him. Furthermore, he already had the information that many wanted to have!


    In other words, he already had what it took to try to convince others to join his crusade!


    Therefore, he only needs to do the enlistment service, inviting other regional powers, influential individuals with a history against that organization, to join his group.


    As he thought about all this, he couldn''t help but realize that this was the best way to move. "Let''s do as you said."


    "Start searching for people and organizations that have grudges towards the Scourges of the Devil, especially those who have had recent losses to that organization of assassins."


    "They are probably the ones who have the greatest chance of joining our crusade." He calmly? said while holding a small gold orb in his hand.


    "But essentially, anyone who has suffered from the actions of those damned assassins over thest 300, 500 years also has the potential to help us in some way."


    Those who had suffered losses long ago were undeniably the ones most likely not to have such powerful resentments against that organization as to cause them to join such a dangerous journey.


    After all, grudges would always be most intense right after the incidents that created them!


    Not everyone desired vengeance after long periods or would be willing to take enormous risks for something that may have urred centuries ago.


    Some people moved on after their losses and built new lives.


    But in any case, some people could be very rancorous and unable to forgive, no matter how much time passed. And Ambrose was counting on this nature of some humans to get supporters even from these groups of individuals who had lost to that organization a long time ago.


    It didn''t matter if such a thing turned into direct help from a specialist or financial support.


    Any support would be good enough!


    Once someone had sufficient funds, hiring regional mercenaries would not be difficult, which would greatly help Ambrose''s ns.


    So, he was interested in all the people who had problems to resolve with those assassins.


    On the other hand, he was in no hurry.


    He wanted to avenge his younger brother, but that young man had already died many months ago. And avenging him now, or in a year, or two, would not make so much difference.


    The most important thing was that sooner orter, it would happen!


    And considering that the Snow family didn''t have any big momentary problems, Ambrose was calm about this preparatory service.


    "We''ll get the names of those involved in incidents with this organization, and then we''ll send messengers to the most powerful families and individuals who have the potential to join us."


    "In the meantime, I want the specialists in my royal guard to begin making preparations for a full-scale attack on the enemy base."


    "Once we have enough people to help us, I want the attack ns to be ready!"


    Upon hearing this, those subordinates of his soon agreed to this, some of them already leaving that ce to give the orders for the local investigators to start this service.


    On the other hand, Ambrose''s allies took note of his order, with some already preparing to send crows towards people they knew had the potential to join this crusade.


    Then, someone there said something. "Maybe we should question that youth, uh, Minos'' allied organization if they have interest in joining us."


    The Snow Kingdom Crown Prince''s group already knew what had happened to the Chambers family. In particr, the death of the six individuals who had traveled to Yellow City to take revenge on Minos.


    They had even sent a team to that city in an attempt for them to try tomunicate with Minos.


    That had happened even before they found out about the Persephone Tragedy. That is, upon receiving the firstmunication from that captor of Dean, they had be interested in finding out what might have happened in Yellow City.


    If Wace survived, which was highly likely given his group''s power, the Snow family would need to have that man''s tracks in order to punish him for his crimes!


    But after sending that team, they had found out about the Chambers family''s downfall, as well as the deaths of those six individuals.


    And since eliminating such a group required arge force, they judged that Minos was not alone and had strong support!


    On the other hand, a young man like Minos would probably not get involved in such a high-level conflict. So, he was probably alive, and perhaps he intended to finish eliminating the Chambers.


    After all, they were enemies!


    But to do that, he would probably need to deal with the Scourges of the Devil. This organization would undoubtedly protect the high-level fugitives from that family.


    That way, for this person who had cited that option, the force behind Minos and them were already potential allies!


    "That''s a good idea!" Another Spiritual King in that officemented, but he soon lessened the excitement of the people there who were interested in this. "But I don''t think it will be easy to find that organization."


    "Maybe that Minos was in Yellow City months ago. But what about now? Would someone as talented as him stay in such a ce? I don''t think so..."


    Hearing this, the prince nodded in the direction of that advisor. "Yes, we probably won''t find him in that city. But anyway, we already have a team traveling there, and we will know about it in a few months."


    "Then we will leave this matter aside for the time being."


    After that, some people left, while the prince and his team continued in such an office, following their daily work.


    "Sigh..."


    "Now, it''s only a matter of time before we go ahead with our ns!"


    "Luckily, our kingdom is at peace, unlike what has been happening in the states of our region..."


    ...


    Two more days passed.


    At this moment, Celeste and her group were in some part of Old Stone, in one of the farthest neighborhoods from the center of this ce, where one could even see the green of nature.


    This ce did not have buildings as tall as those seen in the center of this enormous capital city. But, on the contrary, there were many houses in this part of Old Stone.


    However, even though it was very different from the denser parts of this metropolis, this ce still had the most striking characteristic of this region. That was the rough terrain, full of mountains and nearby exposed rocks.


    Anyway, Celeste and her group were in this quiet ce in the capital of Stone Ind.


    They were standing in a small and humble house, from where one of them constantly watched the street through the gaps of a curtain.


    After a few days in this city, they had stayed almost all their time in this ce, nearby where the Nash family had set the trap against the core members of House Allen.


    And today, the time had finallye for them to act!


    The patriarch of the Nash family and some high-ranking elders of that organization had left their headquarters a few days ago, intending to draw the attention of their enemies.


    And finally on today, one of those elders from Elen''s family had given the signal to Celeste''s group, indicating that the enemies were already on the move!


    Hence, Celeste and those three members of the Stokes family were already standing by in that ce, silently waiting for their targets, while watching that deserted street in anxiety.


    "Someone ising!" The weakest one there said this in a low voice, alerting hispanions to the arrival of the ''guests.''


    "How many people are in their group?"