A week later, Thirteen stood at the port where the Merchant Ship that would take him to the Main Continent was docked.
"Are you sure that you two want to come with me?" Thirteen asked Anwir and Percival, who had determined looks on their faces.
"Yes," Anwir replied. "I believe that I still have much to learn. The main continent will be a good place to spread my wings."
"I also believe that I will meet many strong people in the Main Continent," Percival stated. "I want to see how I measure up to those strong people."
Thirteen smiled faintly because his Villain and Hero were growing up really well.
The seven-year-old then pointed behind the two Tigerkin's backs, making them turn their heads to look in the direction where Thirteen was pointing.
General Stark, Briella, and Chloe stood behind Anwir and Percival.
"Both of you take care on your journey," Briella said as she hugged Anwir and Percival close to her. "The two of you are my sons, so make sure to return to me safely."
Anwir bit his lips because he never thought that his adoptive mother would treat him as her son once more.
One of his main reasons for leaving the Valbarra Archipelago was due to the fact that he felt ashamed for what he had done in the past.
Because of this, he thought that he was no longer part of the Evander Family.
"The two of you can come home when you get tired of your journey," General Stark said as he placed his hands on Anwir's and Percival's head. "A home will be waiting for your return."
Suddenly, Anwir felt someone hug him from behind, making his body stiffen.
He didn't need to turn his head to know who it was, because there was only one other person who could hug him at this moment.
"Make sure to return back safely," Cleo said as she rested her head on Anwir's back. "I'll be waiting. Brother."
"… how about me, sister?" Percival asked, feeling left out.
"Of course, you also come back safely." Cleo reluctantly pulled back from hugging Anwir, and hugged Percival as well. "I'm sure that when you return, you will have become a better version of yourself, Percival."
"Did you see it in your vision?" Percival asked with genuine curiosity.
"No comment." Cleo giggled before whispering something in Percival's ear. "Always listen to Zion. He will show you the path to greatness."
Cleo then pulled Anwir toward the Merchant Ship because she wanted to say something to Anwir that she didn't want her parents to see and hear.
Thirteen, who had an idea about what it was, only smirked as he ordered his subordinates, who had decided to go with him to the Mainland, to board the ship.
The Merchant Ship was very large, so even Rocky, who was the longest member of his party, was able to fit properly.
The two Orcs, O1 and O2, who had been revived by The One, decided to follow Thirteen as well.
Even the Trolls, T1 up to T10, had decided to join the human boy on his journey to the Mainland.
To his surprise, Amery and the Assassins, who had once tried to kidnap Briella and Cleo, had decided to follow as well.
They wanted to stay as Anwir's subordinates, and be his strength to challenge the unknown of the Main Continent.
A few minutes later, Cleo disembarked from the ship, her face as red as a tomato.
Although Anwir tried to hide it, the smile on his face was a dead give away, making the seven-year-old chuckle.
"Goodbye, Everyone!" Thirteen shouted as he waved at the people, who had come to see him off. "Let's meet again in the future!"
Countless people had come to see their hero off on his journey, and they all cheered and waved at the Human boy, who would forever remain in their hearts.
The legacy that he had left behind would become the foundation that would elevate the strength of the Valbarra Archipelago to new heights.
While Thirteen was saying goodbye to everyone, another person said his goodbyes as well in Pangea.
Leventis Family Residence…
"Are you sure about this, Cristopher?" Michael asked.
Currently, the chubby boy was kneeling on the carpeted floor, with his head bowed.
Arthur, who was seated on his throne, looked at the boy with a calm expression on his face.
Cristopher's former Master, Terrence, who had now become a Rookie, looked at his retainer in disdain.
"Yes, Sir Michael," Cristopher replied with his head still bowed.
"You know that a retainer of the Leventis Family is not allowed to quit without a good reason, right?" Michael asked. "And yet, you still wish to break your vows and ties to our family?"
A retainer who had pledged their loyalty and allegiance to a Prestigious Family would usually have to pay a heavy fine, or be whipped a hundred times before they were allowed to leave.
Since Cristopher was dirt poor, and his mother was on life support due to the Leventis Family's generosity, the only option for him was to be whipped a hundred times.
Usually, the one who would do the whipping would be the Master, whom he had sworn allegiance to, which was none other than Terrence.
"Tell me, why do you wish to leave?" Arthur, who had been silent earlier, asked.
"I am very indebted to Master Terence, but after everything I've been through in Solterra, I realized that there is only one Master who I wish to serve with every fiber of my being," Cristopher replied.
"And, who is this person?" Arthur inquired. "Is he better than Terrence?"
"The name of the Master I wish to serve is none other than Zion Leventis," Cristopher replied. "He is the person I wish to serve."
"Hah?" Terence interjected. "You wish to serve that useless brat? Have you lost your mind, Cristopher? I will give you one last chance. Swear your loyalty to me once more, and I will let this incident slide."
Cristopher, whose head was touching the carpeted floor, didn't even raise his head and made his declaration.
"The only person who I want to serve in this lifetime is Young Master Zion," Cristopher stated. "I'm sorry Master Terence, but I already made up my mind."
"Fine." Terence sneered as he took out a whip from his storage ring. "Accept your punishment then."
Cristopher braced himself to get whipped senseless by his former Master.
He only hoped that Terence would not actually kill him. The chubby boy knew that he couldn't break free from the Leventis Family so easily, so he decided to grit his teeth, and endure until he was whipped a hundred times.
As long as he would be able to officially become Zion's retainer, he was willing to go to hell and back, just to stand by his side.