The meeting with Wicked progressed smoothly. Wicked asserted dominance over the current djinn society with confidence and vigor.

“The association said they would carry out their mission in April, but I don’t think they’ll succeed.”

I agreed with Wicked’s assessment. The association’s first assassination team would fail and suffer immense losses because of traitors. Unfortunately, I never specified the traitors’ identities in the original story.

Honestly, everything from this point on would be a mess. I forced the story’s progression for the sake of ending it and only recalled writing a few lines about the Hero Association’s first assassination team. I’d give myself a beating if I could for being so idiotic.

“We’ll wait for them and set out in June. It’ll be good for us if they finish off Orden, but we’ll just have to do it ourselves if they fail.”

“Who’s participating in the assassination team?”

Boss asked Wicked. She didn’t flinch in front of Wicked’s presence since they could stand head-to-head with each other.

“You mean the noteworthy members? Evil Society’s executives including Kim Hakpyo, Terror and his subordinates, Destruction and his subordinates…”

Wicked only listed infamous djinns.

“I don’t plan on leaving that scoundrel monster alive. Other djinns think the same. Plucas would’ve done the deed himself if he hadn’t died.”

“Plucas?” Boss frowned at this name.

“Plucas is the devil Chae Joochul killed.”

Wicked didn’t sound mad because she didn’t serve Plucas. She served the famous Baal.

“How about it? I think we’re far more likely...