Chapter 739
The familiar vibrations of a Noble being ripple through me when the Wyvern appears, but after feeling the violent aura that came off of the Vermillion Family Head, I'm now certain there was something more to that display I couldn't perceive.
"So, you spoke with the Grand Citadel's Lord. It seems that the conversation was brief. Have we been exposed?"
I shake my head slowly, my questions about the Upper Realm growing more and more in my mind as I reply.
"No, my identity is secure for now. And as far as the family head is concerned, you are all still dead. Ava will be able to catch you up on what happened soon. We have over three weeks to prepare."
The Wyvern's expression doesn't change at all, and its body stays still. However, by now, I'm used to its unchanging demeanor. Thousands of years of solitude must change one's psyche to not react to small issues like this with urgency.
It replies.
"Impressive. I have moved to a private room in the High Orcs' Tower, so no one can hear us. Ember's words of your ambitions do not disappoint, but if you truly wish to challenge the Vermillion Family Head, you will need more knowledge of Nobility than what you have shown me."
The moment Seraphel's words cease, his entire holographic structure begins to vibrate with more intensity than it did before.
Instead of feeling insidious and cold, the aura coming off this noble being is warm and inviting.