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The cultists whom Jake had encountered at the tavern were merely crazed fanatics who were responsible for performing the sacred rituals of the cult. There weren’t any assassins among them except the lone beastman. In his desperate bid to punish their crimes, Jake had completely forgotten the actual purpose of his visit to the hideout. The cultists were just pawns in the hands of the real mastermind who had contacted them to eliminate King Perlemon and it had been decided that Jake and the others were to obtain information from them about the person who hired them. Jake was so focused on purging the cult that he didn’t even bother questioning them. ‘I hope Emily and Florio manage to capture one alive,’ he thought to himself as he walked back to the palace. Meanwhile, Emily had reached th