“The culprit is definitely among us.” Vieira Dune examined me and frowned. The color red had appeared after multiple tests, which meant that I was in critical condition. Someone had been poisoning me over a long period of time, so carefully that even my trait, Perfect Adaptability, hadn’t caught it.

Arthia was a very reclusive clan, and even after we became a Large Clan, we only accepted a few members. It was impossible to join if you hadn’t been recommended by someone I knew or accepted by the majority after a vote. This was why even though we didn’t have a lot of members, our bond and trust in each other was unshakeable. A few of us were even ready to give their lives for the clan.

Sadi had been one of them. After we were trapped by our enemies, she had volunteered to distract them so that the rest of the clan members could escape. Kun Khr had been injured and unconscious at the time, but it was obvious how he felt after.

But an assassination attempt was almost a bit embarrassing. I was the clan’s leader and core. If the information that someone had been poisoning me for a while, distrust would break out among the clan members. Everyone was already going through a hard time because of Kun Khr’s departure. I couldn’t add fuel to the fire.

“Vieira.”

“Yeah.”

As I put my shirt back on, I said, “Don’t tell anyone about this. If they ask, just say I’ve overworked myself these past few days.”

“But…!”

“Please. I don’t want to make people feel even more unsure. Besides, now that we know about it, we can start treatment.”

“You’re so…” Vieira Dune looked at me with frustration. She seemed to have a lot to say, but then...