Chapter 782: Brain of Thot
The Emperor displayed a faint, approving smile as he observed the unwavering determination and fierce confidence burning within the eyes of the True Depravita of Wrath.
"All the information you require will be provided soon," he assured Vlad, his voice resonating with solemn authority. "We shall also grant you the means to safely teleport into the world that is targeted for invasion."
At this moment, the Emperor, known widely as the White Death, paused thoughtfully, his expression growing even graver as he emphasized his next words carefully. "However, you must remember clearly: this initial stage of the war demands absolute secrecy. Should you fail, we will immediately deny any involvement with your actions, branding you as traitors who have acted independently and unlawfully against our own allies. Do you understand the severity of this?"
Indeed, the primary reason the Emperor chose to depend on Vlad and his people for this mission was precisely to maintain plausible deniability in the event of failure. To be abandoned and condemned was undeniably harsh, but in matters of war, it was a common practice—an expected consequence of high-stakes operations.
This wasn’t merely a skirmish or a small-scale conflict; it was an expansive war that had the potential to influence not just the fate of Graceia, but thousands of worlds under its dominion. If left uncontrolled, the consequences would be catastrophic, claiming trillions of innocent lives.
Vlad nodded firmly, his eyes burning resolutely as he replied without hesitation, "I fully comprehend the risks, Your Majesty, and willingly accept them."
Vlad’s choice was neither reckless nor impulsive. His conviction stemmed from deep confidence in the formidable strength of the Xaos Kingdom. He genuinely believed they had the capability to achieve victory in this perilous task.
Moreover, he recognized the immense rewards awaiting those who dared to shoulder such monumental risks. Victory in this secretive war could elevate the Xaos Kingdom swiftly to supremacy within just a few years, especially if they successfully dismantled the influential Zanis Association.
Should that outcome be realized, Vlad could secure a glorious and powerful future for his people, ensuring Terra’s lasting safety and prosperity. Temporary danger and hardship were justified prices for securing enduring glory, unmatched strength, and everlasting peace.
The Emperor, satisfied by Vlad’s resolve, nodded approvingly once more. "Very good. Maximo will guide you to the Imperial Treasury. There, he will bestow upon you the promised Divine Treasure designed for your soul."
At this moment, Alexandro briefly paused, turning his gaze toward the hooded figure standing silently by his side. Only after this enigmatic entity gave an almost imperceptible nod did the Emperor continue, his tone authoritative yet subtly respectful, "Additionally, each of your companions will be permitted to select one top-tier Divine Treasure of their choosing."
Freya, Ouroboros, Jormungandr, and Fafnir could not conceal their excitement at this news, wide smiles spreading eagerly across their faces. Even powerful Lords could benefit immensely from Divine Treasures. The chance to select such rare artifacts was indeed a priceless boon.