Phew...

Darryl sighed in relief when he saw that there were not many soldiers on patrol outside the tent.

Fortunately, he was witty enough to compete with Natalie in an internal energy duel. Otherwise, their fight would have attracted more Raksasa soldiers from the entire camp.

Darryl rejoiced in his heart, but he had no time to think. He carried on his search at the tents ahead.

However, the Raksasa Camp was too big, and there were so many tents. Darryl had no clue, and he became more anxious.

What?

Finally, when he arrived near a specific tent, Darryl found very few soldiers guarding it. He also heard women's voices from within the tent.

"Shentel... this is not the way to go."

"Yes, but the Raksasa King is missing. The Honorable Son has the final say now. I think this is a good sign that perhaps the Raksasa Tribe can make peace with the Nine Mainland."

Darryl quivered when he heard those voices—they were from Debra and Shentel. Darryl had a deep affection for Debra.