While Sam is starting a war, the girl in his house is in for a turmoil.

She is Reena. The assistant and the friend of the most beloved princess Natalie of the Empire Orion. She and the Princess are also part of the competition. But nobody knows that except a select few.

They are the two people in the second team of the imperial capital who wore masks and dark robes concealing their identities.

She infiltrated Sam's home, just like how they planned, she felt that plan was pretty good and after Watt said that there are valuable things inside the room, she was convinced that Sam's card must be in there.

After all no one is carrying their main card while they are on the streets, so she was sure of it.

She waited, when the four men in the house went outside, she slowly went inside that room, but as soon as she stepped in, she was shocked.

There was only a scroll placed at the centre of the room and the whole room was emptied out.

She felt that something was off, and nervously walked towards the scroll. She took the scroll and looked at the contents. She was more and more shocked at what was written on it.

"Hello, Miss Reena.

I have to say that your act is mediocre at best, but I should still appreciate you for your persistence and determination to get into my house.

Now, you are trapped in that house and since no one knows that you are contestant, I might not even have a penalty if I killed you, so before you die, please do contact the princess who sent you here to plot against me and gain my points and wealth to come and save you and of course, if she can.

Good Bye."

Her face turned pale and she didn't even know what to do.

She forced herself to calm down and walked towards the door, but when she tried to open it, she sensed that there was a huge suppressing force which started suppressing her out of nowhere.

She could feel that there are many numerous formations in this place and when she grits her teeth and came out of the room, she saw Ape and Mia sitting in the hall as if waiting for her.

She took out the communication token and contacted the princess and conveyed the details, the other party flew into panic immediately.

By this time, Sam already ended his communication and was already moving towards the Artisan tower.

In the imperial palace. Princess Natalie ran towards Nathan's room and barged in.

Nathan just put down the communication token Sam has left and looked at the Princess who is fuming red with anger.

"Reena is trapped."

The Princess with chestnut long hair and big eyes yelled on top of her lungs with her beautiful face filled with a frown.

Seeing that the Prince is not saying anything she continued.

"I told you not to use her, but you just have to insist on doing so. I am telling you if something happens to her, you would be dead meat."

"Natalie, do remember that I am your brother. You are threatening me for a servant?"

Natalie didn't reply and Nathan continued.

"Sam, knew of our ploy since beginning, not only does he know that we are plotting, he even knows who is plotting and what kinds of measures we are taking. He started acting now. He is planning to hunt down every person who is after him for the past days.

He knew Reena is from our side since beginning, he was never oblivious. In fact, he is watching us from the dark as if we are clowns who are entertaining him."

His voice went colder and colder as he spoke. This is down right humiliation. With all the network and statuses, the six of them seven if they include the princess too, they couldn't deal with a young man who entered the capital few weeks ago.

Even worse, that guy was watching them make fools out of themselves.

At this moment, Natalie spoke again.

"I don't care what you think of it now, come with me now and rescue Reena. From the competition rules, only we can deal with this matter, if we use any of our sub-ordinates, things would get messy."

"Why not, Reena is not known to many and no one knows she is participating except for us, if we can just make sure that we keep quiet, we can get back at him easily using our guards."

"Then, that also gives him the reason to kill her. He still kept her alive only for this reason, that she is competitor, if we want to use this loophole, then he could do so as well."

Nathan became silent and nodded in agreement. Both of them left the palace on the beasts and went towards Sam's house, but on their way, they saw the spots where Sam and his companions made the explosions.

Their Palace made sure that they won't be able to see anything that is going on outside.

They didn't know that Sam had made such a fuss.

As they landed near Sam's house, they saw the formations around his house.

Even with just a glance they could see that there are many formations overlapping on each other. It would be hard to just get in.

Nathan was thinking the next step, when his communication token gave off a signal.

"Prince Nathan, Sam and his team are here, they are causing chaos at my son's residence, please remedy the situation, help me." Artisan tower head called over and made a ruckus, he was yelling left and right without even bothering to listen to what Prince had to say.

The communication was cut off, as tower head seemed to have left on emergency.

At this moment, Sam is hovering three thousand meters away from the artisan tower. It is not that he doesn't want to deal with them up close, but rather he wants to cover a large area.

He took out a sniper rifle out of the storage.

This is one of the things he made in the past few days. He really doesn't want to make these guns and stuff, because they can tilt the balance in the society.

But he felt that this society is already a mess and even more, he was stupid to think that a mere weapon would change the social balance. These guys are already rotten. He doesn't care anymore.

Now, he will cover from this long range.

The three-kilometre radius from this place are all under his control. He remembered the last time he used the sniper.

Having a person's life in his hands, taking that life without even the target knowing. He has to say; this is a great feeling.

Now, Philip, Watt, Jack and the shadow mice all entered the area.

Their first target is Patrick.

Since, this guy is stupid enough to provoke Sam first, he is the first target.

First thing, Sam did is taking down the guards, hired thugs that are placed at Patrick's house.

He is taking them with head shots. The disadvantage of a sniper which is changing the ammo.

Now he doesn't even have to do so.

He is enjoying the process.

Meanwhile, the trio on the ground are bombing the place up. They remembered every face of the people who followed them and hunted them down, now the roles changed.

They don't have to worry about being ganged up, because their surprise attack caught these guys off guard.

Now, they are reaping the lives like it was nothing.

Soon, more than hundred people are down. Only a few candidates are left and that was Sam's doing, he already informed them about this. They might not remember the faces of all the candidates but Sam does.

So, whoever he shot in the arm are candidates and they don't have to worry about those guys, because Sam shot them with an anaesthetic bullet which would make them unconscious.

All they have to do is collect the cards, meanwhile the shadow mice are responsible for searching the cards hidden by the candidates.

Now only Patrick was left in the spot. Standing there shivering.

The tower head came out and as soon as he saw this scene, he was consumed with fury.

He looked towards Sam's direction and bellowed.

"SAM, HOW DARE YOU?"

He was ready to make a move but then a voice stopped him.

"Old man, if I were you, I wouldn't do that."

Tower head turned around and saw a man in his mid-thirties sitting on a tree. He is a Nascent stage cultivator.

"First Sword of the Sword Marshall, what are you doing here?"

He is one of the six subordinates of the Sword Marshall who are responsible for hiding cards, the shadow mice who are at the scene conveyed the message to Sam.

Sam is also waiting for what would this guy do, so he moved further and arrived at the spot. The man leisurely got down from the tree and said.

"I am here to make sure that an old man like you wouldn't cause any harm to the candidates."

The tower head's face turned red in embarrassment and he said grudgingly.

"How is this me, using my power to harm him? He is the one attacking the people from the artisan tower. He is abusing the safety provided by the rules."

"But from what I know, I saw these guys hunted them down in the past few days, so you don't expect them to take it lying down right? This is just a retaliation."

The artisan tower head was dumbstruck and he started gritting his teeth in anger but he didn't dare to make a move.

The person who is in front of has a cultivation level lower than him, but he didn't dare to start a fight, because even if he does win, the fight won't end there.

The six swords of Sword Marshall is not a name that could be taken as a joke. They are not one to be messed with, even the emperor has to show some respect to their team on the account of their achievements and their prowess.

He doesn't dare to make a move.

The First sword looked at Sam with a smile and said.

"You can go on."

Sam nodded his head and raised his rifle and shot Patrick on his arm. This is not an anaesthetic bullet though, it is a normal ammo which tore open a large wound on the arm.

He came down from the harbinger and took out the reaper.

He walked towards the wailing and whining Patrick and cut down the arm and picked it up without even talking. He looked at Patrick as if he was looking at the lowest form of vermin.

He turned towards Philip and others and said.

"Take the cards of the big fish, don't bother with the small fries. But remember to take an arm from every candidate who are against us. They should have a memory of this day and have a reminder in their hearts.

When they see us, their bodies should react on instincts that we are not touchable."

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