Chapter 545 The One Behind the Betrayals
In Steven’s memory, that was the worst catastrophe of them all.
It came down to a defection. A powerful figure from one of Orroux’s noble houses had turned traitor and leaked classified mission intel.
The fallout cost the military and the Awakened task forces over three hundred lives.
Several Divine Kings had died in that single incident.
The whole nation had reeled from the shock.
And now, standing here, Steven finally understood what had really happened.
The traitor had been controlled by the God Eaters the entire time. A puppet turned against his own people.
A single name whispered through Steven’s mind. Griffin…
Then it hit him like a physical blow.
No way. Griffin!
Thirty years down the line, this man would become the headmaster of Orroux Academy.
No wonder the name rang a bell.
Steven had never actually met him in his last life, but he’d heard the name mentioned once or twice. He was a famous prodigy, known across the continent.
He’d spent years fighting on distant fronts before finally returning to Orroux around the age of 50, taking the headmaster’s seat at Orroux Academy itself.
Steven fell silent for a long moment, weight pressing down on his chest like a stone he couldn’t set aside.
He’d never realized the God Eaters had burrowed this deep into their homeland. Nobody had.
And it had taken awakening his Eye of Insight in this new life just to uncover the truth buried right in front of everyone.
Fellaria…
Steven’s gaze shifted, locking onto the girl standing nearby.
Memories of her name surfaced too.
SSS-rank. A monster of raw talent, a genius among geniuses. And in his last life, a traitor. A defector.
Slowly, the full shape of the God Eaters’ plan clicked into place.
Their numbers were too small to ever crush Draconia head on. So instead they worked from the shadows, corroding it piece by piece, infiltrating one handshake at a time.
14:59 Wed, Aug 5 MOJ.
Chapter 545 The One Behind the Betrayals
The shock in Steven’s chest refused to fade.
Before long, Griffin noticed him watching and started walking over, all warmth and easy smiles.
Fished
Steven knew exactly what kind of scheme this man was running, but he couldn’t afford to let it show.
He forced himself to hold steady.
As they approached, he buried the shock churning inside him and put on the act of a student/scanning the crowd for his own teammates.
“Excuse me, are you the Steven who put on such a show at Orroux Academy a few days back?” Griffin’s voice rang out, smooth and cultured, every bit the gentleman.
A knot tightened in Steven’s chest. If this man offers a handshake, do I take it?
Will I end up marked too?
But the doubt passed as quickly as it came.
No risk, no reward.
The only way to study this power was to make contact with it himself.
That was the only path to finding a way to break it.
Griffin approached with Fellaria and a cluster of classmates trailing behind him, all headed straight for Steven’s group.

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