Monitored Activities

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, young master Josiah has just engaged a peak stage fierce beast! Oh my god, he won! So easy?"

"Woohoo!"

"Go, young master, go!

"HOLY FATE, IT HAD A VICIOUS MATE!"

"Rookie Squad B, requesting immediate eyes on the young Lord Trill! A vicious beast is approaching his location!"

"Ugh…he's been gone less than half the morning, and he's already trying to scare me to death," Isis said quietly after receiving the reports.

Her son somehow managed to defeat one beast after another that day. For a couple of days, there was peace. Then, over the next several days, more reports came rolling in.

"HOLY EIGHT-LEGGED FREAKS, HE'S FIGHTING ANOTHER VICIOUS BEAST!"

"Pay up, Sokka… I mean, reporting to the Mistress, Josiah just slaughtered a first-level vicious beast with his bare hands! The beast was a first-level Hundred-eyes Spider, and it died to two brutal punches and a stomp that flattened it. The young master squished it like a bug! Literally, it was quite gross, milady."

'Excellent, as expected from my boy. He's getting better at fighting.' Isis thought privately as she finished some paperwork. Time passed, and more reports came in.

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, the young master stole a rare medicinal herb and encountered a second-level vicious Brave Heart Lioness. He is fighting with it!"

"WHAT?" Isis stood up in alarm. "Rookie Squad B, send back up to Elite Squad A immediately!"

There was no way Jody could match a beast with around 30 BP!

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, the young master could not damage the beast in the slightest and almost got seriously injured!"

"He means the little guy almost died, ma'am."

"Fuck you, Hopper!"

Isis heard what sounded like someone being kicked out a tree.

"Squad B just sent Hopper over to distract the beast so the young master can escape unharmed."

"HOLY MUSCLE, HIM AND THE LION TUSSLED!"

"Woah, the young master just bitch slapped a second-level vicious beast!"

"What is that strange weapon and glow?"

"HE'S HOLDING HIS OWN IN THE KINGS HOME!"

"Kold, stop screaming in the mic."

"Hopper has arrived on the scene; repeat, Hopper has arrived on the scene."

"Oh, thank god…Hopper, do not interfere until necessary," Isis relaxed her tensed chest and sat back down in her chair.

She felt like she had just run a marathon. She wanted her son to be sage, but did they say he was holding his own against the second-level vicious beasts? Did Jody figure out how to use his divinity? Amazing, as she hadn't even mentioned this to him. For the next week or so, there were only regular status reports and none about her brat, who was presumably in the shadow of his shadow, who just hunted at day and slept at night.

"That boy… will surely be my death." Isis just couldn't calm her heart anymore after this lil dummy almost got himself killed repeatedly.

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, the young master has stolen another rare herb for his list. This time, the legendary blue soul grass was taken from the territory of that second-level vicious Desolate Wing Falcon. This should be the third rarest of the twenty-one on our list."

'Reckless…he's so extremely reckless.' Thought Isis, two parts impressed by her brat's fearlessness and one part pissed at his constant reckless behavior. Still, she calmly sipped tea after one of her attendants brought it in.

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, it found him! The Desolate Wing Falcon is attacking!"

"WHAT?!" Isis spat her tea out all over her male attendant, who was actually slightly excited and enthralled. This damn little boy pissed off a vicious beast with a 96 BP? Is he insane? That's it. If he survived, she would kill him. Isis ignored the clueless mortal before her and barked a command, "Get Hughes over there, NOW! I do not want any delays, or I'll freeze your entire squad for six months."

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, the young master jumped on Desolate Wing Falcon's back, and the Falcon took to the skies!"

"HE DID WHAT?!" Isis screamed, bolting up from her desk in a panic, feeling like she was about to faint, and subsequently bracing her desk.

"Hughes is already in close pursuit, my Lady!"

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, the young master jumped off the instant the vicious beast got lower than 20 meters!"

"HOLY SWORD OF LIGHT, HE KILLED IT MID-FLIGHT!"

Isis froze in shock, uncertain of what she just heard. He...killed it? Was Rondo trying to piss her off? No, right? But a vicious beast with nearly 100 BP? Her eight-year-old son killed it in the air? And she still wanted him to compete with his siblings and peers? This kid was, in fact, peerless. Not even her top rookie combatants could pull that off.

"Oh no! They landed in the territory of a spirit beast!"

"My law…" Isis was stunned by this boy's bad luck streak. Or a good luck streak? At this point, it was hard to label. She palmed her forehead saying, "If it's not one thing, it's another."

"Reporting to Mistress, young master Josiah has retreated from the trickster's territory, but he and Sek are drawing maps and diagrams on the ground with his little winged puppy. We have no idea what they're plotting, but I'm nervous."

"Oh, thank god. Wait…he's drawing?" At this point, even Jody's mother was thoroughly confused. "What is that boy up to, now?"

She suddenly had a bad feeling as well, matching Levi's energy. Yet, the night progressed without another issue from her brat. Unfortunately...

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, urgent news! The young master has incomprehensibly ventured into the cave of that second-level trickster. We are 67% certain he doesn't realize the danger."

"67%?" Isis asked as she rubbed her temples slowly. "Why such a specific percentage, Levi?"

"The trickster is currently out hunting. Considering the diagrams he was drawing yesterday...I don't know, ma'am. We have notified Rookie Squad B of the situation. We can not approach due to fear of alerting the spirit beast. Awaiting further instruction."

Hearing the report, Lady Isis felt faint. He snuck into a spirit beast's cave while it was out for the day. Was her son a natural burglar? Did she set his goals too high?

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, the young master is running through the wilds with an unidentified infant beast, presumably found in the cave. The second-level trickster is in hot pursuit. Do we engage?"

"Surround them, enter the primed state, but do not engage unless the beast turns hostile," Isis swiftly commanded.

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, the trickster has retreated from the area and reverted back to its original form. As you predicted, it seemed to have detected our collective atmosphere and felt outmatched."

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, the young master is returning to base."

"At least the boy is finally headed back here…" Isis couldn't wait to scold this foolish brat.

"Reporting to Mistress, the young master seems to be leaving away from the camp again."

This time Isis was truly speechless. What was this now? Why was it that Levi's voice was also associated with bad news?

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, young master Josiah seems to be on the same path as the Limited Apostle camp."

Black lines suddenly covered Isis' forehead. Hopper's voice was now equally annoying.

"Reporting to Mistress Ice, young Lord Trill intercepted the Limited Apostles and engaged them in battle!"

Isis still failed to form words at this latest development. Was this kid mad? Suicidal?

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, Rookie Squads A and B have engaged the enemy! Please advise!"

"Reporting to Mistress, the enemy camp has been subdued. The young master is nowhere to be found here!"

"No…I have to find him," Isis stood up slowly with a dark look in her eyes. "Levi, send out your scouts immediately! The bandits can wait."

In only one month, just one little damn month, her son managed to cause such mayhem. Honestly, she shouldn't even worry about him getting kidnapped. She wouldn't be surprised if whoever had Jody gave him back after a day.

"Reporting to Mistress, Elite Squad C reports that young Lord Trill has actually returned to camp. He was seen entering your quarters moments ago."

Isis was momentarily confused by this report before she remembered her son already had a shadow guard. She also started to regret having left his Jackal Guardians in the capital. She hurriedly sent a message to Saint, requesting he let those two guards silently return to Jody's side.

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, we have captured the second-level trickster as commanded, but Hughes lost a leg again. Jimmy is dead. Returning to forward camp."

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night, the young master appears to be nearing a breakthrough! Barriers and wards have been set in place, awaiting further instructions."

"Reporting to Mistress Frozen Night..."

Inside the most massive tent of the camp, an elegant salon had walls that seemed to be made of marble. The floors of this room looked like flawless ice frozen over a lake's surface. In the center of the salon, behind a small pond, sat a graceful and breathtaking woman and two guards who stood as still as statues on either side of her seat.

Isis was wearing an all-black leather soft armor that hugged her perfectly curvy body as if it was showcasing a masterpiece. She looked thin and delicate with her creamy chocolate brown skin. Her bum-length, long, and wavy hair was braided into two long braids, with armored sleeves at the tips, each infused with a serenity gem. Her almond-shaped sapphire eyes stared intensely into one of three magic mirrors floating in front of her face. As of now, her beautiful face was focused intently on the voice transmissions and images of her son she was receiving. Various reports kept flooding her open lines of communication.

"This child...ugh.." Isis sighed and shook her head.

However, she didn't seem upset. Quite the opposite, as her ample chest heaved up and down, and her eyes flashed with excitement. The two guards at her left and right had to discreetly swallow their saliva looking at this incredible woman. They were so mesmerized by her sexy glamor. However, they were actually screaming inwardly to wake up their minds.

Nothing but death awaited them if the lady caught them ogling her.

"When the boy didn't try and practice his origin energy at all this month, I thought he may have become intimidated. Or perhaps even influenced by the allure of sainthood. If this were the case, I would not be able to train him now. Learning the arts of serene magic requires a steady mind and a heart that isn't easily moved," Lady Isis tapped her pen on the desk, lost in thought.

All these reports indicated that Jody wasn't only unafraid of danger, he was no better than a reckless daredevil! Of course, this raised a question for the lady. Why had her son stopped transforming origin? Was he worried about herself? Did he not want to bring more danger to the family by exposing his ability? This was not a good thing. She had been overlooking that possibility.

Lady Isis realized she should not have spoken to her son so harshly back then.

She felt like the boy was wasting his precious time due to the influence of her words!

"No matter, I will address this with my son, myself. I now see that if I don't train this boy properly, he will die within a week if I am absent. He is far too daring, to the point of foolhardiness! I have clearly spoiled him. To venture into the dwelling of a trickster…what nerve! A second-level trickster at that, for crying out loud. What kind of fool boy did I raise, tsk... If I didn't have Elite Squad A monitoring his activities, who knows what would've happened," Isis sucked on her teeth as she shuddered at the thought. "That was the best decision I could have made. Tonight we train in earnest!"