Chapter 677: Someone He Held Dear In His Heart

Chapter 677: Someone He Held Dear In His Heart



Ever since Claude experienced Thirteen's barbed tongue, he always paid attention to the teenage boy's movements, having recognized the young man as a future threat for his family.

Unfortunately, he couldn't silence him just yet since the latter still had a role to play in the upcoming Cygni Invasion.

"You'll get your just desserts someday," Claude muttered before making a gesture for one of his subordinates to execute the mission he had assigned to him earlier.

Currently, they were tasked to make sure that everything would go smoothly. Of course, this tournament would not be as simple as the tournament in the previous years.

While the Ashford Clan didn't plan to kill anyone, that didn't mean that there could be no "accidents" during the phase of the elimination rounds.

Of course, whether these accidents were real accidents, or not, no one would ever know until it happened.

The Ashford Clan's ambition had now shifted from Pangea to Solterra.

Originally, they wanted to rule the world. But with the current state of things, it was no longer possible.

Because of this, they had poured their manpower and resources into building their Kingdom in Solterra, where they would be able to do whatever they wanted.

Of course, that didn't mean that they planned to leave their foothold in the Sirius Continent. As long as the Sirius Continent stood, the Ashford Clan would remain.

They were simply placing their eggs in more than one basket and preparing for any future troubles.

An hour later, Thirteen's group had successfully finished their registration.

Originally, he planned to return to the Summer's Residence until the Tournament Officially started.

However, Thirteen changed his mind.

"Mikhail, Shasha, Sherry, and Stella, all of you can return to the Summer's Residence," Thirteen said. "I'll be staying here in Glory City."

"Eh?" Sherry blinked in confusion. "You plan to stay here?"

"Mmm." Thirteen nodded.

Mikhail and Shasha exchanged a glance with each other before nodding their heads at the same time.

He was pulling a cart behind him, where the materials to build his tent were stored.

The handsome young man had arrived earlier than Zion, but he didn't have any camping materials with him.

Because of this, he went to look at the storehouse of the Ashford Clan to buy a tent that he could use during his stay.

When the young man saw the face of his neighbor, a look of shock appeared on his face because he recognized the teenage boy, who was none other than Zion Leventis.

"V-Vincent..." Thirteen muttered as if he was seeing a ghost.

"Oh? How did you know my name?" Vincent asked, hiding the surprise in his face. "Have we

met before?"

Thirteen lowered his head and bit his lip in order to reign in his emotions.

His eyes suddenly felt moist, but he fought the urge to tear up and held it back in.

When he finally regained his composure, he once again raised his head to look at the young man, who was looking at him with concern.

"You look like someone that I've met in the past," Thirteen said. "His name is Vincent, so I spoke his name without thinking."

"Your friend must be a very handsome guy." Vincent chuckled before extending his hand for a handshake. "Vincent Osborn."

"Zion Leventis," Thirteen replied as he shook the young man's hand. "It's a pleasure to meet

you."

"The pleasure and honor is mine," Vincent smiled. "By the way, can I get your autograph? My sister will kill me if I miss this chance. Also, can I get a selfie with you? I plan to send it to my

girl... friends."

Thirteen almost laughed out loud when the young man mentioned his girl friends. His

previous Host was someone who loved everyone and was thus loved back by the world.

But seeing Vincent act this way made the teenage boy feel as if he had come back in time in order to be with one of the people he held very dear in his heart.