God of Tricksters

Theo's movements were important, but there were three big movements happening all around the world.

China.

Inside a large hall, ten people were sitting behind the round table, glaring at each other.

Suddenly, a white-haired middle-aged man slammed the table and shouted, "We've been had."

"Why did all of you agree to abandon that kid? Look at him right now!" Another one rose from his seat while berating their previous choice.

"He's the son of Ray Griffith and Valerie Guerrero. He has that talent of Control coming from his father and his brain from his mother. If we train that kid, he will be invincible."

"That's right."

"We can't do anything now because that War Saint is protecting him. Even the Star Group manages to make a good connection with him!"

They kept shouting at each other, blaming them for their own mistake.

…

Japan also had a similar situation as they all seemed to be blaming each other because they agreed to China's terms, only to find out that everything had been in Leonardo's hands instead of China's.

"What should we do right now?" A muscular old man asked with a serious expression, looking at all twenty people that joined the meeting. "I am afraid he will become an even stronger foe because the moment he reaches Mythical Rank Expert, he may simply send his clone to us and wreak havoc.

"Even if we destroy his clone, he can send another one. As long as his main body is safe, I am afraid he's like a one-man undying army."

"There's no proof that his clone can become that strong. Although his clone is indeed omnipotent now, he acquired the clone skill before his school competition. At that time, his clone shouldn't exceed D Rank… Even if we stretch it, it will only be a C Rank Skill." Another man interjected, denying the possibility.

…

British's Royal Family seemed to have the same opinion.

The prince stated, "For now, let's stop blaming each other. Instead, we should find a way to entice him back. If it's not possible, we will kill him."

"But… It's not possible to kill him right now. The War Saint will certainly not let this happen, especially since Theodore Griffith has a copy of the contract with us. The War Saint will use it to mess with our economy."

"Then we should search for a way to entice him."

"How?"

"How about we increase the rank of his clone? We need to find someone who can increase a skill's rank."

"Is there even a person like that?"

"It's going to be hard, but it's not impossible. I'm sure all of us know that in this world, there are people who can create artifacts, take a glimpse of the future, or even know one's fate. There must be someone like that. If we can offer him the chance to upgrade his clone's rank, we should be able to bring him to us."

…

The same applied to Egypt and India. They were blaming each other for complying with such a request and ended up getting punished for their action. They were finding a way to settle this problem.

However, there was only one person who had a laugh among the defeated countries.

In the white house, a middle-aged man chuckled while reading the document sent to him earlier. "Haha, this is hilarious. It's not that much, but I guess I don't need to take care of this problem. I will let the Star Group handle it…"

Many countries were discussing Theo's move. However, this one was just one big movement.

There was another significant movement that might result in a direct conflict.

Inside a small room cladded with gray-colored metal, three people were facing each other.

"Brother Lion has died…" A middle-aged man furrowed his eyebrows, staring at the two old men. "I have investigated the cause. It seems that another person in the family is trying to kill a successor. That successor is none other than Ray Griffith and Valerie Guerrero's son."

"Are they not even putting our organization in their eyes?"

"They may be strong, but we're not afraid of them. We should start hunting those Griffiths!"

"No. After thinking for a while, I believe this is staged." The middle-aged man shook his head.

"Staged?"

"Do you mean they're trying to weaken us?"

"Yes. They're commissioning our service and sending their own agents there. After that, they eliminate our Diamond Level Mercenary even though there's no proof about him attacking the successor. I am afraid they simply ambushed Brother Lion right after coming to the other side."

"!!!" The two old men squinted their eyes, not feeling good from this plot.

"We need to beat those guys!"

"Dammit, do they think they can do anything?"

"Let's go fight them. They're maybe one of the best hidden families, but we're also a top mercenary group."

"Wait!" The middle-aged man shook his head. "For now, we should weaken them by destroying all their businesses and some bases. We will limit their movement and destroy them slowly… Of course, we need to watch out for their counterattack. Still, yes… Let's go to war."

The two old men became serious as they agreed to his decision.

Little did they know, it was indeed a scheme from the Griffith Family, but it wasn't targeted to them. The target of this plan was none other than the Griffith Family.

Ray stood near the window while looking at the scenery outside before the door to his study room was opened.

The one that entered the room was none other than Valerie.

She closed the door carefully while expanding her Magic Power. Only then, she said, "They have made their move."

"Good." Ray nodded before closing his eyes. "Now that they have taken the bait, we should start making our move soon. Let's execute the Bull Elder now."

"Understood." Valerie agreed without hesitation. "This should limit the movement of the Griffith Family for a bit. Let's use that chance to shake this family."

"Yeah." Ray turned around and walked to her. He then carefully stroked her cheek with his finger before his hand moved to her stomach. This action couldn't help but remind him of the past.

He closed his eyes with a pained expression.. "I am not going to let it happen again. I am going to avenge you… Owen…"