Chapter 636: A Servant
Following a few more half-hearted questions about the current state of the Lower Domain, Nick finally flew off, seemingly satisfied or at least no longer interested. The moment he disappeared from view, Max raised a brow and turned to look at Aria and Elias, his tone dry.
"Really? A servant?" he asked, his gaze shifting between them with obvious irritation.
Elias simply sneered, offering no answer, clearly still holding onto whatever pride he had left. It was Aria who stepped in to clarify, her voice calm but firm.
"This is the safest way to get you into the Middle Domain," she said. "You have to understand, we’re sneaking you through, Max. It’s nearly impossible for someone from the Lower Domain to get authorized entry into the Middle Domain legitimately, especially without being born into one of the recognized bloodlines or registered under the Four God Nation’s approval. The rules of the Guardians are absolute. And only elders had some authority to stand above the rules. Otherwise, anyone attempting to cross the Wall of Divide without approval is either detained or killed on the spot."
She added, "In that situation, the only loophole we can use is the servant clause. Servants are allowed to accompany their masters across domains, and while that rule was made to support talented individuals and maintain elite productivity, it’s our best bet for getting you in without raising any alarms."
She sighed in the end. "People from the Lower Domain just doesn’t have the right to enter the Middle Domain. It’s an absolute rule and nothing could change that."
Max let out a long breath and nodded. He didn’t like it, but if this was the price to reach the Middle Domain, then so be it. "Alright," he muttered. "I’ll play along."
"Who was that guy?" Max asked again, his tone casual but his eyes sharp, not missing the sudden change in Elias’ expression.
Elias’ face immediately darkened, his jaw tightening as he answered, "He was Nick, the big brother of Silus."
"I see..." Max muttered, his gaze drifting off for a moment as his mind processed the information. He didn’t need to hear anything more.
Just from that short interaction alone—the arrogance in Nick’s voice, the condescending sneer when he looked at him—Max could already feel it in his bones.