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While Lein was showering, Nita was in front of the mirror, striking odd poses to check her appearance in the large mirror before her.

"This skirt seems too wide, and why does it have to be purple?" Nita muttered with a pout. This outfit was very popular and often worn by several celebrities on Lein\'s island, but for some reason, Nita didn\'t like it.

Nita then removed the purple skirt she was wearing and tried on another one made of softer material. She resumed posing to see herself from various angles—back, right side, left side, and back again. There wasn\'t a single area that Nita didn\'t inspect.

"Now... this fits."

"I wonder if Brother Lein will like it?" Nita said as she tidied up the clothes she had taken out of the closet earlier. Once done, she headed to the large table on the right side of the bed to do her makeup.

She grabbed the powder, opened it, and applied it with blush...

Nita continued her makeup with great attention. After applying blush to her cheeks, she picked up a pink lipstick from the vanity. With smooth motions, she applied the lipstick to her lips, then carefully evened it out. Her lips now appeared fresher and more vibrant.

Next, Nita took a comb and began to tidy her long, shiny hair. She combed her hair slowly, ensuring each strand was perfectly in place. Once her hair looked flawless, Nita decided to tie part of it back with a small, cute ribbon. She then checked herself in the mirror once more, making sure everything was perfect.

Feeling satisfied with her appearance, Nita stood up and walked toward the bedroom door. Before leaving, she glanced at the mirror again, giving herself a small smile.

"Nita, you look so beautiful today," she whispered softly, as if giving herself a little pep talk. With a sense of contentment, she opened the door and stepped out.

Nita walked down the stairs to the first floor. Her footsteps were soft on the wooden steps of the town hall. When she reached the first floor, the mouthwatering aroma of breakfast immediately greeted her. The morning meal was already set on the large dining table near the big window overlooking the town garden.

On the table, there was a variety of dishes, from toast with fruit jam to fried eggs and fresh fruit juice. Nita sat down at her seat and began to enjoy her breakfast while waiting for Lein to join her. She took a piece of toast and spread strawberry jam on it. She calmly started enjoying her meal, occasionally glancing at the stairs, waiting for Lein to come down from upstairs.

A few moments later, footsteps were heard approaching. Lein, freshly showered and neatly dressed, finally appeared. His face looked refreshed, and a smile immediately spread across his face when he saw Nita already waiting for him at the dining table.

"Good morning, Nita," Lein greeted her as he sat down beside her. "You look very beautiful today."

Nita blushed at Lein\'s compliment. "Good morning, Brother Lein. Thank you," she replied with a smile.

Lein nodded and then began to enjoy the breakfast that had been prepared. The two of them enjoyed the peaceful morning, accompanied by the sunlight slowly filling the room and the sound of birds chirping outside the window. A new day had begun, and they were ready to face whatever came their way.

***

At a construction site with a ten-story concrete frame, a portal was being tightly guarded by heavily armed soldiers. The portal was usually still, but now its surface began to ripple, causing chaotic vibrations. Soon after, a figure emerged from the portal.

An old man with a white beard appeared. He was dressed in a black-and-white robe with stripes in several places. With a relaxed stride, the old man stepped out of the portal.

"Hmmm... home," he said with a happy smile, taking a deep breath.

"I wonder how my grandson is doing now," the old man muttered to himself.

The old man then walked out toward the portal gate.

"Welcome back, Mr. Haikal," one of the portal guards said respectfully.

Yes, the old man was Haikal Emanuel, one of the ten core members of the World Market Trade Alliance.

Seeing the guard, Haikal nodded kindly and continued walking out. However, he suddenly stopped for a moment.

"Ah... yes, I almost forgot something," he said.

Old Man Haikal quickly pulled out a document from his spatial storage ring and handed it to the soldier beside him.

"The Hellish Demon Realm Documentation," Old Man Haikal said.

"Understood, sir. I\'ll deliver it right away," the soldier responded promptly, taking the document.

After that, Old Man Haikal ignored the soldier and walked toward the nearby main road to wait for a bus.

___

At the town hall, Lein and Nita were enjoying their breakfast.

"Brother, who all will be going to Indonesia Island?" Nita asked curiously.

"The five of us," Lein replied casually. "Sister Laras, Hana, and Brother Gusti will also be joining."

Nita then remembered something. "Old Man Haikal has returned. Should he join us too?"

Earlier, Nita had seen a message from Old Man Haikal in the World Market Trade Alliance group chat. Old Man Haikal mentioned that he had returned. Nita thought that the more people joined, the safer their journey would be.

"No need," Lein said, shaking his head. "Old Man Haikal probably misses his grandson. So, let him rest for now."

"Besides, we need a core member to stay here while we\'re away on Indonesia Island, and Old Man Haikal is the perfect fit for the job," Lein further explained.

Nita considered her brother\'s words, then nodded in understanding.

With that, the two siblings continued their harmonious breakfast in the spacious dining room on the first floor. The clinking of glass plates and light conversation filled the peaceful morning atmosphere.

***

Teleportation Hub #1, 10:30 AM.

Five people were gathered and discussing near one of the portals. Their appearance was casual, dressed in ordinary clothes like regular people. To those unaware, they might seem like a group of friends preparing for a regular trip. However, this simple appearance was highly deceptive.

This group was actually Lein and his companions—five of the highest-ranking members of the World Market Trade Alliance, even among all humanity. They were Tier-3 rulers, at the peak of human power. Even without using their full strength, other human rulers could hardly match them.

Additionally, each member of this group was equipped with extremely rare gear and items. Pure artifacts were exceedingly rare, and only a few human rulers possessed them. Yet, each of them had at least two pure artifacts: the Vortex Plate and the Time Ring, which granted them incredible power.

"Brother Lein, do you think the person behind Wiko Suryo is a being from outside the human race on Blue Planet?" asked Hana, a girl with shoulder-length black hair. She was wearing gray jeans, a plain white t-shirt, and a colorful jacket.

Lein nodded firmly. "Yes, I\'m 100% sure. Though it might not be direct, but through an intermediary."

"How could he have access to high-level beings beyond the Divine Sky Realm? Isn\'t it only the top 3 alliances that have multi-space portals right now?" asked Laras, a long-haired girl dressed entirely in white. Although her appearance seemed harmless, no one dared to underestimate her, even among the core members of the Alliance.

"It\'s possible he connected through higher-ups in a tier-3 alliance," added Gusti, a middle-aged man with a muscular build who had been silent until then. However, Nita\'s sharp gaze, which had been directed at him, finally made him speak.

"I think the same, Mr. Gusti," Lein said, agreeing with his opinion. "But to be certain, let\'s go there directly," Lein said to everyone.

"If there\'s nothing else to discuss, let\'s depart."

The five of them immediately entered the portal one by one. Lein went in first, followed by the others.

***

Main City, Indonesia Island.

The entire city of the Indonesian alliance was in chaos, the battle still raging intensely with no end in sight.

"Help... save me!" shouted an old man trapped under large debris.

A woman was currently shielding her child behind her back, protecting him from the Blood Race. "Stay away, stay away from my daughter!!" the woman shouted loudly.

Argh...

The Blood Race ruler ignored the woman\'s screams and immediately attacked with the long sword in his hand.

Clang...

The Blood Race sword was deflected.

At that moment, a man with a large shield appeared, standing firmly in front of the distressed woman, looking like a superhero saving someone in need.