Chapter 368: Spirit Wine
The truth behind the immortal? Magnus Redclaw exchanged a look with his family's Elders, who had gathered for the emergency meeting. Even Elder Mo had taken time out of his busy schedule of making spirit fire weapons to be here. His old war buddy looked at the portal overlaying the room's door with anxious anticipation. We have had suspicions about the immortal for a long time, but it was hard to prove anything.Is he really an old master recovering within the mountain and using the demonic spirit tree to communicate and protect his daughter?
Magnus slowly stood—his chair grinding against the stone floor. All eyes in the room turned to him, and he felt the need to say a few words as he scanned the faces of the Ashfallen Sect—myallies.
"While my family was forced into servitude to the Ashfallen Sect via violence, there is no grudge. Immortal, it would be an absolute honor to share a drink with you. Oath of loyalty aside, I'm sure my Elders are in agreement that the Ashfallen Sect has been nothing but fair and generous toward my family." Magnus gave a heartfelt bow, "No matter your circumstances, I will continue to stand by your side."
The scraping of wood on stone filled the room as Elder Margret, Brent, and Mo stood in unison at his sides.
"As will we," Elder Mo said with a hearty grin, and the other two Elders nodded in agreement.
The Silverspires soon followed, and the Redclaw Grand Elder exchanged a slight nod with Sebastian. He had gotten relatively close to the Silverspire scion's guard as the pair had lived within the White Stone Palace for months. The man was of good character, and the kid was a polite genius who only occasionally caused mischief with one of the 'big sisters' in the sect.
"Is this really a good idea?" Stella said, scratching her head. "I know everyone around this table is trustworthy, but we have kept the act up for so long now..."
Diana shrugged, "I'm just looking forward to the look on their faces." The demoness stood with a smile and placed a hand on Stella's shoulder, "Besides, isn't it exhausting having to watch what you say and how you refer to the 'immortal' when people outside the inner sect are present?"
Stella sighed and nodded in agreement, "Yeah, calling him the 'immortal' was quite annoying. There were so many times I almost called him tr—"