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Chapter 615: The Divergent Grudge.
Then outside the main hall of the Booker Family estate, beneath a sky swallowed by thick midnight clouds,Ghecho Mokai and Iren Booker walked side by side along the stone pathway that cut through the inner courtyards.The night air was cool.Lanterns mounted along the corridor pillars burned with steady orange flames, casting long wavering shadows across the tiled ground.The distant murmur of guards changing shifts echoed faintly.Crickets sang from the manicured gardens, and the scent of night-blooming flowers lingered faintly in the air.They walked slowly.Measured steps.Their conversation had already begun.It was evident from the way Iren carried himself that he deeply respected his master.His posture was slightly lowered—not submissive, but attentive.His hands were clasped behind his back, and whenever Ghecho spoke, Iren inclined his head slightly, nodding in agreement.“Iren,” Ghecho began, his voice calm but firm, “one thing you must understand is this—if you do not have y
Chapter 614: The Coward’s Pride and the Bear’s Habitat.
Oasis and Daku did not linger within the halls of the Pecunia Merchant Association.The moment their business concluded, they rose without delay.There were no idle exchanges, no unnecessary pleasantries.Efficiency was the unspoken rule between men who understood the weight of time.As they prepared to depart, Amon Pecunia once again insisted that everything Oasis had requested—the Enlightened escorts, the high-grade carriage, the finest equinores—would be arranged free of charge.“You are like family, young nephew,” Amon had said with a gentle smile. “Consider this my gratitude. No payment is necessary.”Oasis had paused.He understood merchants.Nothing was ever truly free.Even gratitude carried weight.To refuse outright would insult Amon.To insist on payment would diminish the sincerity of the gesture. In the end, Oasis inclined his head and accepted.“Very well. I accept your gratitude, Elder.”But deep within, he was not comfortable.He was acutely aware of the favor being pl
Chapter 613: The Merchant’s Favor and the Sealed Saint.
“It seems you are not resting. I thought you would be resting for maybe a few weeks, but no—here you are, young nephew.”Pecunia Merchant Association Amon's private chamber was silent and insulated from the noise of the bustling headquarters outside.The room was spacious yet intimate, draped in deep burgundy curtains that muffled sound and blocked prying gazes.A circular table carved from dark mahogany stood at the center, its surface polished to a mirror sheen.Golden lanterns embedded in the walls emitted a warm, steady glow.Only three figures occupied the chamber.Amon Pecunia sat at the head of the table, his posture relaxed but commanding, his merchant’s robes pristine and heavy with embroidered gold thread.Across from him sat Oasis, calm and composed, while Daku stood slightly behind Oasis’ right shoulder, silent and observant, like a shadow given form.“Time, Elder. Time,” Oasis replied evenly.“I am already out of time. Initially, when I entered this city, I intended to re
Chapter 612: The Silent Sovereign and Son.
“Now I think the best way out of this is to seal my mana temporarily,” Oasis thought as he sat in the lotus position upon the woven mat in his chamber.The late afternoon light filtered faintly through the lattice windows, brushing his silhouette in pale gold.“Mmh… it is amazing how Lukan has already managed to wield the technique the way he can.I could tell from how quickly he linked the water mana within him to the mana in the atmosphere.Too bad he chose the wrong target to experiment on. Vesta is really something… and he can be petty at the same time.It seems Venak and Daku truly haven’t figured out who Vesta is.”He exhaled slowly, his breathing steady as a calm tide.“And as for Shiye, he is still focused on his cultivation. He is the only one delaying us from leaving this place.As soon as he comes out, we are leaving without any delay whatsoever.”The chamber was quiet—eerily so.The faint hum of circulating mana vibrated along the wooden beams, a resonance only a keen cult
Chapter 611: The Ember’s Rebuke.
“Let’s see how I fare. As long as I don’t kill the kid—I was given permission, after all,”Lukan thought, his lips curling faintly as he crouched behind the shade of a broad oak within the courtyard.He steadied his breathing.The afternoon air was warm, thick with the scent of trimmed grass and roasted meat drifting from the canopy where Vesta and Delvan sat.Sunlight filtered through the leaves in fractured beams, painting golden patterns across the stone paths.Servants passed in the distance, oblivious. Guards stood at ease, their gazes scanning lazily.“But this doesn’t feel right at all—me, an Enlightened, crouching like this to target a child,” he thought.Lukan slowly raised his hand.His fingers twitched—subtle, precise.A thin current of water mana stirred within his mana system, slipping toward his fingertips like a silent serpent.He extended his perception, attempting to connect his mana with the moisture lingering in the air around Vesta.The humidity beneath the tree ca
Chapter 610: The Diverging Path of the Dragon.
Somewhere in Aetheria — A Few Kilos South of the Meridian King PeaksFar south of the towering Meridian King Peaks, where the world fractured into jagged spires of stone and blade-like ridges, the air thinned into a sharp, crystalline chill.The mountains rose like the broken fangs of some ancient beast, their tips piercing the drifting seas of clouds.Winds screamed through narrow ravines, carrying with them the scent of cold and raw mana that shimmered faintly in the atmosphere.On the very edge of one such peak stood a solitary figure.He did not move.He stood tall and still, as though carved from the mountain itself, gazing over the vast expanse of the world below.Endless forests rolled like dark green oceans beneath him.Rivers shimmered like threads of silver.Far in the distance, plains stretched toward the horizon where earth kissed sky in a haze of pale gold.The wind rushed past him, tugging at his robes and sending his dark hair flowing backward.Yet the ends of that dark
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