Amisha didn't suspect anything because it was clear from when she was just teaching Herag that he really hadn't learned before.

But after just one lesson, Herag had already completely mastered it, which could only be attributed to Herag's astonishing talent.

Excellent wizard potential, outstanding witch array master talent, and so young and handsome, Amisha became increasingly satisfied with Herag.

Herag sensed the subtle change in Amisha's gaze and knew it was not good.

He had encountered many women before and was naturally aware that Amisha might be interested in him.

This was trouble.

Amisha herself was not the problem; the troublesome part was the Morri Family behind her.

Herag did not want to marry into this Morri Family, which would bring a lot of trouble.

But given the current situation, it was impossible to just leave directly, so he could only handle it for now and try to keep his distance in the future.

The ball continued, and Herag danced with Amisha, holding her waist properly without any boundary-crossing actions.

Instead, Amisha drew closer and closer, eventually almost pressing her entire body against Herag while dancing.

...

Beneath Silver Moon City lay an extremely complex underground sewer system, woven like a spider web throughout the city.

These sewage pipes were interconnected, theoretically allowing one to reach any part of the city via the sewer.

The only difference was that some parts of the sewer system were maintained, while others were not.

The sewers were winding and twisting, muddy, dark, and damp.

Six people crouched low, quietly moving forward in the sewer.

The sewer was filled with various filth, the ground covered in foul-smelling sewage mixed with filth.

These six people walked directly in the sewage, paying no attention at all.

Their footsteps splashed water, the tap-tap of their steps echoing in the sewer.

They didn't bother to lower their footsteps because besides themselves, who would care, no one else would come here.

Those noble lords, those high and mighty wizards, would never set foot in such filthy sewers.

These six people were all dressed in coarse linen clothes, looking very thin—clearly from long-term malnutrition.

But in stark contrast to their thin bodies, their gazes were resolute, even a bit fanatical.

They were all impoverished people from the Mozambique Slums, unnoticed by anyone.

Their names weren't even registered in Silver Moon City's records; they weren't even counted in the population statistics.

No one would know or care whether they died of illness or starvation.

But there was someone who cared about them, and that was the Gods they worshipped.

The Gods gave them a glorious task, and they were grateful to be chosen to complete it.

The group continued to feel their way forward in the sewers, occasionally stopping to check a complex map before proceeding in the right direction.

Finally, they stopped in a section of the sewer.

They looked upward, confirming that this was beneath Israel's courtyard.

Aboveground, there was singing and dancing.

Belowground, six disheveled, sallow, emaciated people huddled in the sewer.

Their faces were resolute, their eyes filled with fanaticism.

Their leader took out a blood-red claw, and then all six lowered their heads in unison, chanting something.

Aboveground, Herag had stopped dancing and was casually chatting with Amisha by the edge of the dance floor.

Herag suddenly frowned, having detected the presence of the six people in the sewer.

He had left Shenlan's environment detection on, noticing this peculiar group immediately.

In fact, there were many Level 1 Wizards at this gathering, several Level 2 Wizards, too.

If they had activated Magic Sense, they certainly could have detected the underground anomaly.

But during a ball, who would idly use Magic Sense to explore the situation in the sewers?

While idly chatting with Amisha, Herag kept an eye on the six people's actions below.

When they took out the blood-red claw, Herag sensed something amiss.

He felt a familiar aura emanating from the claw.

It was an aura from the Abyss Plane.

Having visited the Abyss Plane twice, Herag was extremely familiar, even sensitive, to its aura.

He immediately felt the strong Abyss Plane aura attached to the blood-red claw.

Realizing the latent danger those six posed, combined with their muttered prayers, Herag grasped the gravity of the situation.

At this moment, Herag immediately went to find Israel.

He had to inform Israel of this anomaly; although using Magic Sense to investigate the sewers during a ball seemed odd, doing nothing while watching those six complete their prayers was worse.

"Mr. Israel, I've just discovered some anomalies," Herag quietly said by Israel's side.

Amisha also came over, hearing about this concerning situation.

Herag had been chatting with her the whole time, so what had happened?

"Oh? What anomalies." Israel had been smiling as he drank, but seeing Herag's serious expression, his smile faded.

Herag began, "I just used Magic Sense and found six people hiding in the sewers, and their behavior was somewhat abnormal…"

On hearing this, Israel immediately used Magic Sense to investigate, confirming the situation.

At this point, the six people in the sewer had completed their prayers.

Each drew a sharp weapon, some with rusty daggers, others with nicked short swords.

"For the Gods."

Uttering this, they plunged their weapons into their hearts.

They then collapsed, their blood instantly absorbed by the red claw.

In the blink of an eye, the red claw had absorbed all the blood, beginning to emit a strange glow.

Israel's eyes went wide: "Not good! They're Abyssal Cultists!"

He shouted loudly, drawing everyone's attention at the ball.

Immediately, Israel took out a black crystal and inserted it into the ground, a black barrier instantly unfurling, enveloping the entire courtyard.

"What happened? Mr. Israel," someone asked right away.

"Abyssal Cultists? Have they appeared again, where are they, let me eliminate them!" Some wizards eagerly volunteered, searching for the target's location.

Israel had no time to answer their questions, instead loudly calling, "Everyone, use shields, defense techniques, every defense measure you have!"

He didn't have time to explain or stop what was happening in the sewer, only shouting so everyone could ready themselves in advance.

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