Death... and me

Roan continued, 'You know that you will be held responsible if your entire division dies. That's how things work. Nevertheless, you achieved your mission without losing anyone so far. Now, they sent this ridiculous request as if they're trying to make sure that everyone in your division would die.'

Tixa, however, didn't seem to be shocked. When Roan first talked to her about the sacrifice being normal for the sake of the victory, she already had her doubts. Nevertheless, she had to admit Roan was right back then. The sacrifice of her status as captain and her division's lives could truly lead the central army of this specific battlefield to win the battle. At that time, she simply accepted that.

Now that even Roan couldn't see a reason for the sacrifice, she was sure about what was happening. 'You're not wrong. I'm pretty sure that the objective of this next task is so that I will lose my status as captain. No, to be more specific, someone wants me to be expelled from the army.'

'Expelled?' Rean found it strange. 'Even if you lose your status as captain, you're still a Peak Transition Realm cultivator, no? Why would the army want to expel you? In these battlefields, cultivators at the Transition Realm and above can't be used. However, there are also battlefields where such high-level cultivators like yourself are the ones fighting each other. Shouldn't they send you there instead?'

Rean was right. In the Realm of Gods, the scales of regional wars were several times bigger than any war Rean and Roan saw in the past. There was no way the high-level cultivators wouldn't take part in it. It's just that both sides agreed that it wouldn't happen amidst the low-level cultivators. After all, it would generate huge losses that wouldn't help any side.

Tixa then answered Rean's question, 'That's because my full name is Tixa Croste.'

Rean and Roan looked at each other in confusion after that. 'So?'

Tixa was surprised to see the confusion in the twins' eyes. She guessed before that the twins were probably part of the Lanqueas Sect due to their far above average strength. If that was the case, they should have known about the Croste Clan. However, it was obvious that they had no idea who the Crostes were. She wondered if she was wrong about her assumption of the twins' identities. However, it wasn't time to talk about that now, so she quickly explained.

'The Croste Clan is a huge power of our Lanqueas Continent. It can't be compared to the Lanqueas Sect, but it would be wrong to say that it's within the top ten strongest powers of our continent.'

Roan looked at Tixa before saying, 'So? Does that mean your clan wants you to be expelled so that they can have you back?'

Tixa could only nod.

Hearing that, Roan snorted in response. 'I'm sorry, but this sounds way too fishy. Didn't you just say that your croissant clan or whatever name it has is one of the top ten strongest powers of Lanqueas Continent? They definitely have tens, if not hundreds of thousands of members. The Peak Stage of the Transition Realm is already a good level of cultivation in a place like this.'

He continued, 'However, such a level of cultivation is only equivalent to an ant for a power of that sheer scale. Now, they're intervening in the war of some corner of the continent just to have you pulled out? How idiotic would that be? The only good thing about you I can see is that you're very young for your cultivation level. However, a power like your clan definitely doesn't lack geniuses at the same level, perhaps even higher.'

Rean couldn't help but laugh in response. 'Hahaha! Indeed! You have to come up with some other reason. Are you sure you didn't offend some bigshot of the army? Who knows? Perhaps you rejected the advances of a marshal's son, and now he's planning to take revenge?'

Tixa's mouth twitched in response. 'Who the hell in their right mind would think like that? What kind of person do you think I am? I reached this position through sheer effort, alright? First of all, no one was supposed to know my real identity.'

Those last words made Rean laugh again. 'Hahaha! You talk like you're some princess of the Croste Clan. What? Could it be that you're the only daughter of the Croste Clan's strongest ancestor? Come on!'

Hearing that, Tixa looked at Rean with a shocked expression and said in response, 'H-How did you know?'

Rean's smile froze in place after that as he couldn't help but let out cold sweat, asking Roan something through their Soul Connection. 'How the hell do we get involved in this type of bullshit?'

Roan shook his head in response. 'How the hell would I know? If I were to guess, it has to be that Soul Gem guy.'

In any case, Tixa now looked at Rean and Roan with hostility. 'Now everything makes sense! You were sent by my father, weren't you? How did you find me?! I perfectly covered all my tracks. My appearance is different as well. No one was supposed to know where I am and what I was doing.'

With that, the twins saw the color of killing intent appear once more. Obviously, Tixa thought Rean said his words on purpose. However, Rean immediately intervened, 'Can't you realize when someone's making a joke?! I only said that because I thought it would be funny. How the hell would I know who you actually are? First of all, would I be here in this suicide mission if I knew that? You could have just pretended you didn't know what I was talking about, idiot!'

Tixa narrowed her eyes but didn't believe him straight away. 'Sign this Soul Binding Contract, then. Put a clause that you didn't lie about knowing my real background.'

Rean sighed in relief and immediately signed the contract. The contracts might not be exactly cheap, but they were nothing for the twins or Tixa. Not to mention that they were useless against the twins anyway. Well, Rean wasn't lying, so the contract would still be useless even if he didn't have the Soul Dummy to take them.

After Tixa saw that nothing had happened to Rean, she couldn't help but ask, 'I wonder if you can guess the lottery.'

Rean shrugged his shoulders, telling her, 'I think I'll try it next time.'