Someone sent a message to Stephanie, instructing her to intercept the goods in the Rocklands. I suppose it must have been the people from the Bane Church faction who were behind this.
The information provided by Shanoba is of very low quality; she probably isn’t even clear on the significance of names like Manson and Simmon within the Santarin Association.
But Gaven, combining his knowledge from his past life, quickly pieced the entire situation together.
Manson is the founder of the Santarin Association and the undisputed master of the Dark Intelligence Net—at least for now. Although he hasn’t fully sided with the Shylock Faction, he has tacitly allowed their ascent.
Simmon is Manson’s top henchman, a former Apprentice, a powerful Mage approaching the status of Legendary, dispatched to Dark Castle to lay the groundwork for new trade routes.
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After some thought, Gaven concluded that within the Santarin Association, there was only one person with the audacity and capability: Bozor Cheboray, the second-in-command of the association and the High Priest of the Black Hand, Bane.
The internal struggle of the Santarin Association is both a clash of beliefs and a power struggle.
Bozor has been aiming to replace Manson for not just a few days, and his conflict with Simmon has also lasted for more than half a century.
Originally, when Manson sent Simmon to Dark Castle, it was also intended to suppress this kind of internal strife.
If there was a chance to trip up Simmon, Bozor would certainly not let it pass, even if it meant harming the interests of the Santarin Association.
However, Gaven hadn’t anticipated getting involved in the open and covert fights among the top echelons of the Santarin Association so quickly.
Even knowing this, if given another chance, he would still seize the opportunity without hesitation.
But now that several Legendary and near-Legendary Mages were involved, he had to be extra careful and cautious when dealing with the spoils.
"Alright, I’ve understood the whole affair. Stephanie has probably already escaped. You continue to follow her," Gaven said as he pulled a set of clean clothes from his convenience bag and tossed them to Shanoba.
"No need," Shanoba stood up, and behind her, the Wyvern’s phantom shadow began to converge like a tide. Part of it re-entered her body, while the remainder wrapped around her exterior. By the time the phantom vanished, she was adorned in a full-body armor composed of intricate Dragon Scales.
Such made-to-measure armor highlighted her shapely figure.
If time were not of the essence, Gaven would have been inclined to fight her in her Dragon Scale Armor once more.
"With things having come to this, is there any point in continuing to follow that old Nun?" Shanoba asked, perplexed.
During this time, Stephanie had come to regard Gaven as a true opponent and had begun to gather information from all sides.
As her understanding of him deepened, she didn’t dare make rash moves.
While the Monster Tribe was gathering quickly, Gaven’s strength was growing even faster.
Shanoba couldn’t help feeling that planting herself next to Stephanie was an unnecessary move on Gaven’s part.
"This time, you have only one task, which is to keep a close watch on Stephanie. Wherever she goes, you follow. All you need to do is stick to her, nothing else. Do not act without my command," Gaven adjusted Shanoba’s mission.
Without surprises, Stephanie had a direct or indirect connection with Bozor—a big fish that must be closely monitored.