Once he heard of Nazaran's shocking betrayal, Burkan asked, "Master, what exactly happened?"

Mahakan was no fool. He knew that in the elite troops' absence, the Evil God Worshippers could strike at the Rakan Temple. Thus, he asked Valan to guard the temple.

"Sraka showed up," Valan said.

The Devil's Sword, Sraka. He was the hardest to deal with. After all, he was a Grandmaster, so only Valan could contend with him in one-on-one combat.

"While I was fighting him, Nazaran fled with the sacred treasure."

"Mm." Burkan bit his lip.

Nazaran's betrayal was an issue. They had prepared for an enemy invasion, but they hadn't realized that they had a traitor in their midst.

"Why would that child...?" Mahakan was in disbelief. 

Nazaran was his apprentice, so he knew him best. Betrayal just wasn't in his nature!

"T-That's not possible. Brother would never do such a thing!" Mahakan's second disciple, Saru, yelled. He refused to accept that Nazaran had betrayed them.

"You never know what one might do," Valan said curtly.

Sraka had shown up, Nazaran had betrayed them, and they'd lost the sacred treasure to boot. All of this had happened like clockwork. This had definitely been planned.

"Are we just going to sit here and twiddle our...