Divine Descent

On the day Boao decided to attack the Tranquil Hotel, there were no obvious signs.

No one was prepared for it, including Boao himself.

After receiving that warning letter, Mage Gareth had not dismissed it entirely as a prank. Instead, he did everything he could to learn the full story.

If those Elephant of Mountains believers really dared to act, it definitely would not be a good thing. In the worst case, the entire academic exchange project would have to be suspended.

However, unlike what Fran had thought, Mage Gareth's concern was not focused on the Elephant of Mountains believers.

What concerned him was whether this was a scheme targeting his smuggling routes.

Those Elephant of Mountains Sect believers had no reason to attack him for no reason. What would they gain from it?

Putting himself in their shoes, his smuggling routes were so profitable that even bribing the guards along the way started with gold coins.

If someone had gotten hold of evidence of his smuggling and used it to threaten him, he might have no choice but to pay to avert disaster.

So, although those Elephant of Mountains believers had hemmed and hawed when questioned, he did not investigate any further.

Instead, he focused his investigation on the people involved in transporting the goods.

Thus, in the period before Boao decided to attack, Gareth found nothing and returned to Timothy in frustration.

"I think that letter was a prank. I checked every route, but I found nothing."

"You checked everything?" Timothy asked.

"Everything. I even set traps at key locations. If anyone dared to make a move, I would definitely know."

Timothy's brow remained furrowed as he looked at the letter on the table, its paper somewhat blackened after he had examined it with various alchemical solutions.

"Then