Chapter 84: Bragging Material
Asher felt the world and the colors around him swirl and spin, as though he had suddenly become dizzy. Then, in the very next moment, everything snapped back into perfect alignment, returning to its rightful place in reality.
Blinking to steady himself, Asher opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. From what he could tell, he was now standing directly before the grand gates of the Wargrave Estate.
Virelass floated nearby with a faint hum, moving forward without even a moment’s hesitation. Asher followed closely behind. He was just about to issue an order to the Knights stationed at the gate to open it, when the massive gates creaked open on their own accord. He didn’t say a word. Without pause, he simply walked in.
The moment Asher crossed the threshold of the estate, numerous eyes of varying shades and intensities locked onto him, as if compelled by his presence. Each gaze carried a different reaction: shock, reverence, fear, happiness... and even lust. The onlookers were Knights, butlers, and maids, staff of the estate.
In the next heartbeat, every single one of them bowed deeply before Asher without uttering a word. Asher, remaining silent, walked past them all. His steps were calm, composed, and purposeful. His destination was clear, the towering, expansive castle that stretched wide and majestic across the estate grounds.
Upon arriving at the castle, Asher felt a distinct pressure in the air. It was overwhelmingly heavy, almost suffocating, yet he didn’t acknowledge it with words. He simply walked forward. A butler standing at the entrance door pushed it open for him, and Asher stepped inside.
Once again, a new wave of eyes fell upon him, slamming into him like a tide. But this time, they carried something entirely different. There was no reverence or shock. No fear. These eyes brimmed with madness, joy, and most of all, acceptance.
Asher’s purple eyes scanned the entire grand hall. He saw every figure present. The Nine Suns and Moons stood together in unity. The Three Great Elders and the Five Elders were also gathered. And at the highest point of the hall stood the Primarch himself.
They all stared at him, unblinking, each wearing wide grins that reached the corners of their faces. Asher’s gaze shifted, settling on Thalric. In Thalric’s eyes, he saw a flicker of acceptance, though his face remained completely expressionless.