bookpower Chapter 493 Too good of an offer
Chapter 493 Too good of an offer
"What did you do?" Nerys and Ember asked, sensing something was off.
They could see Reign, but they couldn't feel his presence at all.
"Nothing! I was just testing a new ability I learned from eating this glass,"
A hint of realization crossed Ember's face as she recalled their conversation back in the Trial Ground.
"Right, I forgot you can gain powers from whatever you eat. Please don't tell me you were planning on eating us too," she asked, her cautious gaze fixed on him.
"Of course not! We're allies for now. Our enemy is the same, after all," he replied, trying to sound convincing.
"By the way, if you don't mind me asking, why are you so adamant about saving the world? You've lived for so long; why bother?"
He quickly shifted the topic .
"It's none of your concern," Ember shrugged, so he didn't press further. He only wanted to divert the conversation, so they would stop firing questions at him.
Now that the topic was out of the way, he cut to the chase. "I want to know how teleportation works. If you teach me, it could increase our chances of finding the other two."
"About that..." Ember scratched her head. "I'm sorry, but we really don't know how to do it here. Our teleportation ability was only possible because of the Trial Ground's power."
"But you said earlier—"
"I was just lying," she interrupted, shrugging it off.
'Alright, time to kill these three,' he thought. If they couldn't help him learn teleportation, then they were better off as experience points.
But Nerys's next words caught his full attention.
"How about becoming our master?" she proposed, stepping closer and locking her gaze onto his with an intensity that made him pause.
"Explain," he demanded.
"What are you doing, Nerys? We talked about this! We're not sure if he's really the one from your vision!" Ember protested, her voice rising with concern.
"And having us is actually very beneficial to you," she continued, and leaned closer.
"Once you become our master, we will be loyal to you, and as you grow stronger, our powers will scale up too. Not even Archangels could get their hands on Divine Beasts with bloodlines as rare as ours. This is an opportunity for you. "
Reign pondered her words, intrigued by the prospect of having such powerful servants.
"So, if I accept, what's the catch?"
"There's no catch. We're in this together. Your strength will elevate ours, and our abilities can aid help you in battles."
Reign weighed his options carefully, feeling the pull of their offer. "And if I refuse?"
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Nerys shrugged. "Then we'll have to find another way to survive, and you'll miss out on powerful getting yourself power servants that have unique abilities."
She used the term "servants" deliberately, appealing to his pride. It was derogatory, but she didn't mind.
"I'd be in control, and you will just follow my orders?" he clarified.
"Yes, and it's not just about what we want," Nerys pitched the idea further, "The requirements mean we would offer our souls to you. You would have complete control over our lives. You could even order us to kill ourselves if you wanted to."
Ember didn't like her words, her expression darkening. When she shot Nerys a glare, she stood her ground,.
The tension in the air thickened, and Reign could sense the conflict between the two.
"Are you sure you understand what you're offering?" he asked, his tone more serious now. "This isn't something to take lightly. I could demand anything from you."
"I understand perfectly. But I believe in your potential, and I am willing to take that risk. I have seen something in you that tells me you're the right choice."
Reign took a deep breath, weighing his options. The thought of commanding such powerful entities was tempting, but it came with a heavy responsibility.
Plus, he didn't like the idea of traveling with three girls; just talking to them felt like it would exhaust him.
'What should I do?'