Ever since Claude experienced Thirteen's barbed tongue, he always paid attention to the teenage boy's movements, having recognized the young man as a future threat for his family.

Unfortunately, he couldn't silence him just yet since the latter still had a role to play in the upcoming Cygni Invasion.

"You'll get your just desserts someday," Claude muttered before making a gesture for one of his subordinates to execute the mission he had assigned to him earlier.

Currently, they were tasked to make sure that everything would go smoothly. Of course, this tournament would not be as simple as the tournament in the previous years.

While the Ashford Clan didn't plan to kill anyone, that didn't mean that there could be no "accidents" during the phase of the elimination rounds.

Of course, whether these accidents were real accidents, or not, no one would ever know until it happened.

The Ashford Clan's ambition had now shifted from Pangea to Solterra.

Originally, they wanted to rule the world. But with the current state of things, it was no longer possible.

Because of this, they had poured their manpower and resources into building their Kingdom in Solterra, where they would be able to do whatever they wanted.

Of course, that didn't mean that they planned to leave their foothold in the Sirius Continent.

As long as the Sirius Continent stood, the Ashford Clan would remain.

They were simply placing their eggs in more than one basket and preparing for any future troubles.

An hour later, Thirteen's group had successfully finished their registration.

Originally, he planned to return to the Summer's Residence until the Tournament Officially started.

However, Thirteen changed his mind.

"Mikhail, Shasha, Sherry, and Stella, all of you can return to the Summer's Residence," Thirteen said. "I'll be staying here in Glory City."

"Eh?" Sherry blinked in confusion. "You plan to stay here?"

"Mmm." Thirteen nodded.

Mikhail and Shasha exchanged a glance with each other before nodding their heads at the same time.

"Be careful, Zion," Mikhail said.

"Make sure to eat on time, and sleep on time." Shasha hugged her little brother for a few seconds before reluctantly pulling back.

The siblings knew that their brother wouldn't do anything without a reason.

Since he wanted to stay, then that meant that he needed to stay to do something.

The teenage boy watched until everyone had left before he went to look for a taxi.

After getting a ride, he asked the Driver to take him to the Camping Grounds the Ashford Clan had opened for the Wanderers who were unable to find lodgings in the city.

All Wanderers, especially those who had finished their First Wandering, had their share of sleeping and staying outdoors.

They wouldn't find any problems camping in the open, especially in a protected land that belonged to the Ashford Clan.

Compared to Solterra, where roaming monsters could disturb and even attack them in their sleep, this was already considered a very safe environment for them.

When Thirteen arrived at the Camping Site, his arrival was immediately noticed by many people.

The first thing he did was to ask the staff where the vacant camping sites were located, so he could build his tent on that plot of land.

The staff, who recognized Zion, immediately escorted him to a prime location, which did not have any tents around it.

This place was reserved for the members of the Monarch Clans, Prestigious Families, as well as other Factions who carried significant influence in the world.

Of course, people of those ranks couldn't possibly have any problems with getting accommodations in the Sirius Continent.

But there were always exceptions, so the Ashford Clan delegated this spot, so the "nobles" among Wanderers wouldn't have to mingle with commoners.

Thirteen scanned the surroundings and decided to camp near the river. With a source of water, he could do many things, making his life comfortable.

Since he already had the necessary equipment inside his Dimensional Storage, Thirteen started to set up a tent on his own.

It took him half an hour to finish setting up his tent, and he looked at it with a satisfied look on his face.

Just as he was thinking of taking out his fishing rod to fish on the river for food, he sensed someone walking in his direction, making him turn around.

The moment his eyes landed on the person behind him, the teenage boy's body shuddered as if he had been electrocuted.

"I'm very happy to know that I now have a neighbor camping in this place," a handsome young man with long blonde hair and red eyes said with a smile.

He was pulling a cart behind him, where the materials to build his tent were stored.

The handsome young man had arrived earlier than Zion, but he didn't have any camping materials with him.

Because of this, he went to look at the storehouse of the Ashford Clan to buy a tent that he could use during his stay.

When the young man saw the face of his neighbor, a look of shock appeared on his face because he recognized the teenage boy, who was none other than Zion Leventis.

"V-Vincent…" Thirteen muttered as if he was seeing a ghost.

"Oh? How did you know my name?" Vincent asked, hiding the surprise in his face. "Have we met before?"

Thirteen lowered his head and bit his lip in order to reign in his emotions.

His eyes suddenly felt moist, but he fought the urge to tear up and held it back in.

When he finally regained his composure, he once again raised his head to look at the young man, who was looking at him with concern.

"You look like someone that I've met in the past," Thirteen said. "His name is Vincent, so I spoke his name without thinking."

"Your friend must be a very handsome guy." Vincent chuckled before extending his hand for a handshake. "Vincent Osborn."

"Zion Leventis," Thirteen replied as he shook the young man's hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure and honor is mine," Vincent smiled. "By the way, can I get your autograph? My sister will kill me if I miss this chance. Also, can I get a selfie with you? I plan to send it to my girl… friends."

Thirteen almost laughed out loud when the young man mentioned his girl friends. His previous Host was someone who loved everyone and was thus loved back by the world.

But seeing Vincent act this way made the teenage boy feel as if he had come back in time in order to be with one of the people he held very dear in his heart.