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Tower of Endless: Death Granted Entry

Chapter 226: Before the Meeting · Oct 23, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: Spark Echo 2026-10-23
202 Chapter 202: Ring Meeting 2026-10-23
203 Chapter 203: Gold-Swallowing Pig 2026-10-23
204 Chapter 204: Recurrent Doubts 2026-10-23
205 Chapter 205: Arranging the Board 2026-10-23
206 Chapter 206: Cursed to Be Cool 2026-10-23
207 Chapter 207: Tying Knots 2026-10-23
208 Chapter 208: Unmasked Breakfast 2026-10-23
209 Chapter 209: Second Cup 2026-10-23
210 Chapter 210: Spy Exchange 2026-10-23
211 Chapter 211: Starlit Seal 2026-10-23
212 Chapter 212: Take Care 2026-10-23
213 Chapter 213: Security Breach 2026-10-23
214 Chapter 214: Saturated Bones 2026-10-23
215 Chapter 215: Seed of Disaster 2026-10-23
216 Chapter 216: Meeting Raiju 2026-10-23
217 Chapter 217: Lost King 2026-10-23
218 Chapter 218: Forced Contract 2026-10-23
219 Chapter 219: Boss is Back 2026-10-23
220 Chapter 220: Childhood Hero 2026-10-23
221 Chapter 221: Youth Council 2026-10-23
222 Chapter 222: Looping Thoughts 2026-10-23
223 Chapter 223: Mystery Informant 2026-10-23
224 Chapter 224: Defection Orders 2026-10-23
225 Chapter 225: Pushover’s Bet 2026-10-23
226 Chapter 226: Before the Meeting 2026-10-23
227 Chapter 227: Unbeknownst Warning 2026-10-23
228 Chapter 228: Dirtiest Bastard on the Battlefield 2026-10-23
229 Chapter 229: Troublesome Side Quests 2026-10-23
230 Chapter 230: Failed Flex 2026-10-23
231 Chapter 231: Late-Night Browsing 2026-10-23
232 Chapter 232: Late-Night Hammering 2026-10-23
233 Chapter 233: Cardio Before War 2026-10-23
234 Chapter 234: Into the Woods 2026-10-23
235 Chapter 235: Poultry Pedigree 2026-10-23
236 Chapter 236: Cow Tipping 2026-10-23
237 Chapter 237: Fresh Meat 2026-10-23
238 Chapter 238: The One They Chose 2026-10-23

Ascenders of the Defence Faction began leaving, heading to the Assault Faction to fully integrate.

The king of each faction would now accept or reject those who are moving to their side.

After the trial started, a new notification came exclusively for Moon and Lorian.

[You may accept or reject the defecting individuals of the enemy faction once per ascender.]

Though Moon didn’t expect it would be used that way, it was both devastating and reassuring at the same time.

The Defence Faction wasn’t based on Moon, but on the fact that some were unwilling to attack the home of another peaceful nation.

As expected, by the time everyone had left, only those who had the courage to stand for others were still by his side.

Everyone else was on their way, chasing the safe option they imagined in their minds.

Among the crowd, however, one man was starting to slow down.

He was the one with the longest history with Moon, and he was also the one who had lost the most to him out of everyone in the branch.

It all started when he picked two useless ascenders and forced them to attack Moon, only for Moon to neutralize their attacks without harming them in the slightest or even allowing the penalty to manifest.

He had been outsmarted, led around like an idiot, sent his knight to die, and lost his sword, helmet, and proof of authority altogether.

Not only that, he had attacked him with his knights and still lost, once in his rage after his belongings were looted, and another time in the skirmish ring.

As his steps halted, his mind raced.

”Young master?” his most trusted knight called.

He remembered now that even that very knight, who was stronger than he was, had been lost.

Strength, intelligence, even the ability to assess people.

He was inferior to him; the two useless ascenders he was sending to test Moon and get thrown like trash were gradually becoming stronger, and even their talents started to shine day after day.

They were far from useless, unlike how he had thought of them.

Yet, today...

”DAMN, CLASSLESS BASTARD!”

Pride.

The way the ring and sword had been thrown in his face without the slightest hint of reluctance, without feeling burdened.

He couldn’t bear it; a nobleborn being treated worse than a street rat.

Was that his true worth?

He took a look around; everyone was already far ahead of him. No one else was waiting.

He opened his mouth. ”Abshi,” he called, ”we’re going back!”

Abshi looked at Kase and Liam once, their faces turning yellow in fear. ”Young Mast—” Abshi tried to say something.

”WE’RE GOING BACK, DON’T ARGUE... THAT BASTARD, I WON’T WIN THAT WAY!” He suddenly snapped, turned around, and started running with newfound vigour.

Colten was being assailed by a feeling he couldn’t bear, one that screamed this was his last chance to make up for his past mistakes.

One that warned him... if he left now, or rather, ran away for a better chance, a better opportunity at life and winning, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Colten couldn’t shake the thought, imagining himself a grown man who couldn’t compare to a lowly, nameless mercenary from a dead floor.

He couldn’t take it; thus, he decided he wouldn’t run.

He would fulfil his contract with Moon as his subordinate till the last moment.

For better or worse.

Before long, he passed by Talia at the gate. Inside, he saw Lexie walking around unbothered, not leaving.

It was just seconds before his eyes fell on Dorbish, who was also staying.

Neither of them had any bets, proof of authority, or anything used against them to stay; they were just staying willingly.

Cutting Moon’s words off, Colten gritted his teeth and shouted at the top of his lungs, ”DO YOU THINK YOU’RE A BIGGER MAN THAN ME?”

Taking the sword off his hip and the ring off his finger, he threw them at Moon’s face as hard as he could.

Moon effortlessly turned around and caught them both with one hand. ”Have you gone insane?” he asked with an irritated face.

Colten pointed at Moon. ”Who allowed you, classless bastard, to break the contract?”

Moon blinked; a smile crept over his face and rapidly widened. ”Hoho, I see you grew some balls, bitch.”

Moon shoved the sword and ring at Dorbish, who was taken off guard.

Creak~

He cracked his knuckles. ”How about we reset the hierarchy again?” Moon asked, taking a step closer to Colten.

tuk-tuk-tuk

Dorbish caught Moon’s arm. ”I don’t think we should be doing this now.”

tuk-tuk-tuk

Moon turned to him. ”Can’t you see how this hairless bastard talks?”

tuk-tuk-tuk

”I mean we ca—”

COCK-A-DOODLE-DOOOO

Everyone turned to the source of the sound that had just cut off Dorbish.

Small, bloody red eyes. A short yellow beak, yet sharp as a spear. Long legs with three long, sharp claws... they were clearly chicken legs.

Yet the body was muscular and bulky.

His arms were so thick that they reached past half of the creature’s total height, covered in red feathers. He stood straight like a person while clad in reptilian-like leather.

The comb over his head fell heavily to the right side like rebellious hair.

”Where’s breakfast? Why is it morning but there’s no food?” the humanoid rooster asked.

”Can’t you chicken bastard see we’re in the middle of an important discussion?” Raiju growled; apparently, he’d been watching the entire scene play out and felt interrupted now.

”Tuk-tuk-tuk, my name is Fisher, you mutt,” the rooster announced, madness growing in his red eyes.

”Mutt?” Raiju said in disbelief.

Moon watched the scene play out, forgetting about Colten’s insolence and need for proper upbringing. His fingers sought his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

Apparently, the rooster, Fisher, had no idea what was actually happening, such as the leaving ascenders and the orders.

The morning light woke him up; thus, he demanded food, as a bird would.

Beastmen were also excluded from accessing the Normalization Facility, the same as sentient beasts, except for Mishu, who was just loitering around.

Luckily, with a crazy chicken member came another who was far more sane and calm.

Markala, the Warrior who belonged to Third Jungle, was also walking down the stairs at that time. Clad in nature-inspired clothing, his vibrant colours contrasted with his black skin.

Standing at an impressive height close to that of the hungry rooster, he extended his arm gently and tapped Fisher’s shoulder.

”Food will be arranged soon; go back and rest for a little longer,” he said in a deep, calm voice that was in direct contrast to the beastly madness Raiju and Fisher radiated.

”Pok, is it?” The madness in Fisher’s eyes receded. ”Sure, I’ll wait then.”

The rooster turned his back on them and started walking away.

Moon gave Markala a grateful nod, but Raiju was far from done talking.

”I’m not done talking to you—”

”RAIJU,” Moon cut him off. ”Say one more word, and I’ll have you stay asleep for the next month,” he threatened.

Remembering what had happened yesterday, while unaware of the fact that Mishu couldn’t attack him here inside the trial zone, Raiju had no choice but to swallow his words.

Moon felt that leading so many people yesterday had been problematic, but today he was certain it was even worse.

Maybe a new hierarchy would be needed soon, or so he thought.

Fortunately, Talia tapped his shoulder, snapping him out of his thoughts. ”It’s time for the meeting.”

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