Elomot, a member of the Mosan family, was the one behind everything. Yet out of all the details Atticus had learned, one stood out above the rest.
’He wants me away from the city.’
No... not the city.
His people.
The brief time Atticus had spent around Elomot had already revealed the sort of man he was.
He had attempted to kill Gladious simply because the man refused to hand over his daughter. Then there was the army of barely clothed women constantly surrounding him wherever he went.
He was after the women in their group.
Atticus’s gaze turned so cold it felt capable of freezing a planet. Yet almost immediately, he felt something stir in response to his anger, causing his brows to furrow slightly.
’The Primal Will...’
The will of the reverents had begun to boil within him.
Even now, it refused to assimilate with his own will, as though disdaining the very thought.
Instead, it latched onto him, feeding off his anger and magnifying it far beyond what it should’ve been.
What was meant to be controlled rage rapidly began spiraling out of proportion.
Atticus slowly exhaled, suppressing the emotions surging within him. Yet the coldness in his eyes only deepened.
There was a chance Elomot merely intended to lure him away long enough to make a move on his people.
However, Atticus also couldn’t dismiss the possibility that the location he had been sent to wasn’t safe at all.
’It could be a trap.’
The moment that thought crossed his mind, a strange calm settled over Atticus.
This... was a perfect opportunity.
He had already grown disillusioned with the Hunter system. Killing reverents and slowly climbing the rankings would take far too long.
With ten years already wasted within the Span, he couldn’t afford to waste any more time.
Yet this situation had just handed him the perfect chance to accelerate everything.
Now, he could complete his main quest far faster.
As the others walked beside him, Atticus’s mind began to move.
...
The group had arrived at Mosan City at midday, beneath the crimson sun hanging high overhead.
An hour later, they had already decided on their next course of action.
Though Ozeroth and Ozerra remained deeply unsettled by the revelation that the attendant was an agent of their mother, Atticus managed to convince them to leave the matter aside until after the mission was completed.
The Hunter Association had assigned each of them separate missions requiring them to venture into the Wilds.
However, Atticus had witnessed the dangers of the Wildelands firsthand and understood better than anyone the importance of preparation.
There was one thing they all needed first.
"...this is where you can find Will Limiters, Supreme Lord."
Atticus lifted his gaze toward the vast bustling street ahead.
Numerous stalls stretched along the roadway while all sorts of people moved through the crowded marketplace, some haggling loudly over prices while others kept their heads lowered as they passed in silence.
This was the Hunter Marketplace, a place where nearly anything needed to survive within the Wilds could be purchased.
Moments later, after Gladious reluctantly bartered away some of his most valuable possessions, they finally managed to acquire the Will Limiters.
Atticus lowered his eyes toward the bronze bracelet now fastened around his wrist.
The instant he put it on, he felt an invisible wave spread across his body. It formed a strange barrier around him, suppressing his will and preventing it from leaking beyond a certain threshold.
’So this is what he used.’
Though Elomot’s artifact had appeared far more powerful, capable of concealing will over a much wider area, it still operated on the same principle.
Glancing around, Atticus saw the others now wearing similar bronze bracelets around their wrists.
Not long after, they arrived at the city gates, and Atticus turned toward the group.
"I want all the women moving together."

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