Chapter 754: The Emperor’s help
Vlad’s eyes immediately narrowed as he heard Alexander’s question. A cascade of thoughts raced through his mind in a flash.
"Did the Travel Agency inform the Emperor about my journey to Valhalla?" The first suspect that came to the True Depravita’s mind was the last place he visited.
But before he could dwell further on that suspicion, Alexander’s voice echoed through the throne room once more, cutting into his thoughts with an almost casual sharpness.
"The Travel Agency did not report anything to me. Unless someone travels to a disputed territory, they maintain confidentiality."
Vlad’s gaze sharpened as he glanced at the White Death, a flicker of unease in his eyes. Could this man—this overwhelming force—somehow read his thoughts? It sounded absurd on the surface, yet with Alexander’s mastery over cosmic forces and the sheer density of his presence, perhaps it wasn’t so far-fetched.
After all, the emperor’s understanding of the universal laws likely bordered on omniscience.
Pausing for a moment, Vlad took a deep breath and nodded respectfully. There was no point in hiding the truth.
"I intend to assist my partner, Freya," Vlad said clearly, his voice steady. "There are powerful figures within the higher echelons of Valhalla who are conspiring against her, forcing her into a tournament she cannot possibly win. I will not allow her to fall into their schemes."
The True Depravita of Wrath spoke without hesitation, revealing the full truth of his intent. Lying to the Emperor of Graecia would be foolish, especially to a man who could see through a galaxy of lies with a single glance.