Could It Be I Forgot?

Even though it had just been a few hours since Rean's identity as Asterix was found, the cultivators in Galapadien Organization were aware of his identity already. Well, not only them. The opening of the Cleansing Poll was a country-wide event between the fourteen dominant powers. That meant the youngsters from the many other powers were also here, and they were all looking at Rean.

Rean scratched the back of his head, feeling uncomfortable with all that attention. 'Guess there is no helping it...'

Laica, who was by his side, didn't look very good, though. 'How come Master Kuslau and you were hiding it for so long? I feel like an idiot.'

Rean bitterly smiled. 'Well, look around. That's what we wanted to prevent. It is too late now, though.'