"Sir!" A soldier suddenly rushed to the Sword Saint, who had been waiting for Clovis and the others behind a building so that he wouldn't be spotted.
The soldier reported, "We've got a situation. We've just received information that the Libation Fiesta has exited the tower."
"What? They have left… Wait, don't tell me…" The Sword Saint gasped.
"Y-Yes, sir. This report came from the base on the surface."
There were a lot of questions in the Sword Saint's mind.
Did they know he was in this base? Who was the traitor? Did they simply change their strategy without knowing anything about his presence?
However, there was no answer that came to his mind. The only thing he knew was that the Libation Fiesta had made its escape.
His job was to make sure that the Libation Fiesta didn't get away.
"Fuck!" The Sword Saint cursed before rushing toward the tower. "Move! All of you!"
