He knew he had far more enemies than the Slave Trade Guild alone.
What about Cressida?
What about the mysterious force supporting her from the shadows?
He did not even know whether he would eventually encounter the Silver Crest Guild again.
Just thinking about all his enemies made him release a weary sigh.
"I cannot remain passive any longer," he muttered quietly.
A sharp glint flashed across his deep blue eyes.
"I need leverage."
The more he considered the situation carefully, the firmer his thoughts became.
He was standing completely exposed beneath the open sky, while his enemies remained hidden within the darkness.
If he relied solely upon himself to uncover every secret surrounding his enemies, he would spend countless months wandering in circles.
However, if he utilized both the influence of the Crimson Arc Guild and his own growing reputation, everything would become much easier.
He could have others gather information on his behalf.
