The Rise of the Black Plain

“Saints Killing Sect, eh?” Minos muttered as his eyes narrowed. ‘The enemy of my enemy…’

Gavin understood what was in the mind of the person in front of him. “What are you going to do to me? I am part of an organization that has tried to kill you a few times and has certainly felt the deaths of the disciples you have killed.”

“With you? Nothing. Why would I? You are not strong enough to have influenced such a thing, and now you are persecuted by them…” Minos casually commented. “You are definitely the priority for them, so your enmity with this sect is greater than mine.”

Indeed, that was the truth. His own family members had betrayed Gavin. Even his mother had sided with the sect master, who had a weak Rowse family lineage and could absorb his powers.

At first, Gavin’s father wanted to absorb his powers when he found out about such a trait in his son. But unfortunately for him, the sect master had been too quick and prevented this from happening.

That situation had also given Gavin a chance he needed to escape, bringing him to the present moment where he hated his family and sect.

“But it turns out I also have great enmity with that sect of yours,” Minos said, suggesting what this fellow should do. “I believe that there are situations in which one can negotiate. But when certain limits are crossed, the best thing to do is to eliminate the other party.”

“For me, the Saints Killing Sect has already exceeded my limits, and once I have the necessary power, I will march against it.”

“You want to be on my side?” Minos smiled as he showed his right hand to Gavin.

“Are you serious?” The man with red hair and eyes asked in disbelief. “Do you know that the leader of this sect is at level 79? Other than him, there are dozens of Spiritual Saints in that organization.”

“How do you, someone from the northern region, intend to face such a colossus?” He asked in curiosity.

“I have a better chance of doing that than you. I am sure of that.” Minos laughed. “Since I am stronger than you, I will also be able to do it sooner, which means you will have to hide for less time than you originally planned…”

Gavin looked seriously at Minos, feeling that, indeed, that must be the situation.

Gavin did not think Minos was stronger than him since the other party had many advantages in his favor in the previous fight. But the difference between the two was insignificant, and the king in front of him was more talented than him.

Considering that King Stuart had his state, army, vassals, and subordinates, Gavin could not help but consider that this person was his best chance.

And hell, who else but a madman like Minos would help him face his pursuers?

As the enemy of his enemy, Minos seemed a natural ally for him!

“Having help wouldn’t be bad.” He said. “I already have to hide in those areas, so allying with you might be a good thing.”

Minos then shook one of that individual’s hands, pleased for another addition of power to his forces. “Perhaps you will become the first Spiritual Saint of the Black Plain. Then prepare yourself for some responsibilities.”

“In my absence, your duty will be to protect this territory. You won’t need to get involved in anything other than acting as the ultimate weapon.”

“What do you think of that?”

Gavin nodded in agreement. “It sounds good. In any case, I doubt that any trouble will show up to disturb me…”

“I wouldn’t be so sure, but it makes sense.” Minos closed his eyes and nodded without specifying that Spiritual Saints had already attacked his territory.

Few organizations knew of the incidents that had occurred on the Black Plain in recent years, so Gavin had no idea of such information.

In any case, Minos was not obligated to give this kind of important information to Gavin, so this fellow could only consider that the person in front of him was playing with him.

‘Well, I came all this way to cause trouble, so maybe he’s talking about threats like that…’ Gavin pondered.

“So, what do I have to do for us to work it out? I don’t like getting my cultivation sealed up.”

Minos smiled and stood up. “I’ll get a spiritual judge, and we’ll sign an agreement later today. So, don’t worry too much about it. You will soon be ‘free.'”

“In any case, I will leave for the Flaming Empire tomorrow, so your responsibilities will begin immediately.”

“What? You will do what in that place?” He opened his mouth in shock, finding it unnecessary that someone connected to him was going to such a troublesome place.

What if Minos attracted problems?

Minos then replied. “Unlike you, I am not a public enemy of your state’s forces. Besides, I have a business to attend to over there…”

“I am a leader of a state, after all.”

“But for the time being, I will not get involved with the Saints Killing Sect. I will only settle ordinary Black Plain matters on this trip, not vendettas.”

Gavin then warned him. “The Gray Clouds Sect, your family’s sect, is at war with the Saints Killing Sect. So, be careful when visiting your family in the Flaming Empire.”

“They can identify my powers through certain spiritual fluctuations I emit.” He seriously said. “Since we fight, they will be able to identify such a thing in you if you are careless.”

“Oh?” Minos remembered this point because of Henricus Longus’ memories, but he did not worry.

“Don’t worry. I won’t be at that sect’s headquarters in less than a year. So, I doubt your relatives can identify any remnants of your powers.”

“Tsk!”

“A year? You will be traveling there on horseback?” He sarcastically asked.

“No. I’ll do a little tourism while I fight my way through.” Minos stated as he walked out of that place. “There’s nothing better than training and traveling!”

“What? Tourism?” Gavin doubted whether he should be on the same side as that individual.

How could someone think that way while being the leader of a state? How could someone with such powerful enemies afford to take a calm trip?

‘He’s an idiot!’

‘How could someone so strong and talented wish to do such trivial things instead of quickly increasing his powers and influence?’ Gavin slapped his forehead against the wood of the table in front of him.

But other than having no alternatives there, siding with Minos seemed the best option for him to ally himself with at the moment.

In this way, Gavin tried not to overthink what Minos intended to do and focused his attention on hiding and dealing with the problems in his grasp.

So, hours after being defeated by Minos in a way that could even be considered humiliating, he soon signed the agreement with King Stuart and was released.

Following this, while the people in Dry City were out enjoying the night, this red-haired fellow went to see his new home in the place built by Minos.

“Dry City, huh? This place looks pretty good by regional standards… I guess living here for a few years won’t be so bad.” He muttered to himself as he walked through the central part of this capital.

And following his instincts, he soon arrived at the local Cultivation Tower, where the underground room of this place was attracting him.