Chapter 611: Nth Ti
Asher t Malrik’s blue eyes, then nodded, he could understand his brother’s stance and statent clearly. After all, why should Malrik go around looking for this so-called organisation, it was simply a thankless and burdenso task that offered little to no true reward. Even if the man was offered platinum coins for it, Malrik was the son of the Duke and was probably richer than a few lower nobles combined, making such incentives almost laughable in comparison.
After a mont, Malrik sighed and spoke, "there is also a reason why the Empire can’t truly do anything against them... well, two reasons to be precise," his tone calm and asured, as though he were explaining sothing obvious.
"Which are?" Asher asked as he was genuinely curious, his interest piqued by the slight shift in Malrik’s tone.
"We know nothing about their base, not a single true base where reasonable information can be gathered. Even when we find sothing, it ends up like your Experint mission, just a few low-level cannon fodders that know nothing and have no true information of value," Malrik began to speak, "it is rumoured that one of the reasons we can’t find their true base no matter how many tis we search, is because they might have created their own separate dinsion like Cindralis did, or that soone with a powerful cloaking ability was involved, although it could also be an artefact of significant power," he paused for a mont as though allowing Asher to properly understand and digest his words.
"As for the second reason," he paused briefly, then dropped the bomb, "there is reason to believe that they aren’t just acting within the Zarethorn Empire, but across all four Empires within the world," Malrik added in finality, his tone remaining composed despite the magnitude of the revelation.
Asher’s mind froze for the nth ti, his thoughts halting montarily as he struggled to process the weight of that statent. He had originally thought the organisation was already large enough, well, according to his imagination at least, after all, the Zarethorn Empire was extrely vast, containing billions of people, but now, his own imagination seed pathetically small as it beca apparent that this organisation spanned the world itself, operating across all four Empires simultaneously.
This was beyond imnse, it was simply unimaginable in every conceivable sense.
Asher couldn’t help but wonder about sothing else entirely; how exactly large was Crymora? According to Malrik’s words, the Zarethorn Empire alone was already over three tis the population of Earth, thrice the population of an entire planet was insane and that was rely the minimum estimation to begin with. And now, there were three more Empires with either the sa number or even more, making the scale of this world almost incomprehensible.
Seeing Asher’s shocked expression, Malrik smiled faintly and said, "shocking, right? I too had that sa expression when I learned about this," he stated with an amused expression that suggested he found Asher’s reaction sowhat nostalgic.
After a mont, he added, "it doesn’t matter what their goal is, little brother. It doesn’t matter if their goal is the total annihilation of humanity, or whether they are secretly in bed with the Emovirae, one thing shall remain constant," he paused for a mont before he added, "they shall all et their ends one way or the other, that is all there is to it."
eting Asher’s gaze with eyes filled with brotherly affection, he patted his head and spoke, "so focus on yourself and your growth for now, and leave these fat ants to people of my calibre. Although you are powerful, in front of those that run the world, you will still be slapped to death without any effort. Sit back and enjoy your monstrous growth and progress, and if you climb to the Crownstar Life Rank or even the Soulstar Life Rank, then you can start worrying about things of this level," his tone gentle and reassuring as though he was ready to hold up the sky itself if it ever ca crashing down before Asher or any of his siblings got to the Soulstar Life Rank at the very least.
Asher nodded his head and said nothing else, but he felt a flow of warmth course through his veins, a feeling that was both unfamiliar and comforting at the sa ti. Family was a feeling he had never truly experienced before. Prior to his transmigration as Asher, when he was still Ethan, he never had a family, just an orphan, one amongst millions, drifting through life without any real connection.
Jennifer was the closest thing he had to one back then, but now he had sothing far more tangible, far more real. Although he hadn’t exactly spent much ti with any of the Wargraves in the past year since his transmigration, as everyone seed to constantly move from one battlefield to another without rest, he could still feel the deep bond and love that existed between them, sothing that transcended re words.
Asher couldn’t help but smile softly, Malrik’s words were indeed true, nothing would co from him worrying about things that were far above his current level. He wasn’t powerful enough to fight at their level yet, only Debro had taken everything he had, and he had fainted right after, all the while only managing to injure the man once throughout the entirety of their battle.
To Asher, the Crownstar Life Rank wasn’t a guess, it was a certainty, he knew he would get there eventually, it was simply a matter of ti. He was eighteen now, he had awakened at seventeen, and in a single year, he had climbed five Major Life Ranks, surely by his early twenties, he should have reached the Crownstar Life Rank, right?
His thoughts shifted briefly to the potential battle between him and Malrik. Would he win or would he lose? Although he possessed outrageous talent and nurous trump cards and could fight above his Life Rank, so could Malrik. Who knew how much stronger Malrik would have beco by then. Besides, Malrik was hailed as the most talented Wargrave in the entire history of the Wargrave lineage, surely the man’s power would be outrageously overwhelming.
Asher couldn’t help but consider all of this carefully, his thoughts weaving through countless possibilities and outcos.
But then, another thought echoed within his mind. Normally, in fantasy stories and novels, the founding Patriarch of any clan or bloodline family almost always remained the most talented and monstrous figure, not just in the present, but across the past and even the future. Asher couldn’t help but imagine just how powerful the Wargrave founding Patriarch or Matriarch must have been to establish such a lineage.
Asher shook his head slightly as a faint smile graced his lips at the thought, his mind settling once more as he let those thoughts drift away into the background.
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Author’s Note: Happy new month to everyone. I want to apologize for March. I know you all bought privileged tiers with your hard-earned money, and I missed a lot of days because of my illness. I can only apologize yet again. And also, I would love to thank you all for the care, love, and support I got from you all regarding my illness. I appreciate it.
And lastly, as a greedy and shaless author, it’s custom I ask for super gifts. Shall we open the month with a big bang? Love y’all to the moon and back.
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