CHAPTER 374: AN INVITATION (2/2)
“Understood, clan master.” Sidarth solemnly stood up then bowed in the direction of their nest. He then turned around and said, “Follow me, our clan master wishes to speak to you.”
“Clan master?” If that was the clan master, then he had to be very old. Furthermore, based on the reverent behavior Sidarth displayed, that clan master might even be an Overlord.
However, what made it even clearer that this clan master was an Overlord was the way it transmitted that message; it was similar to the Overlord of the Purgatory Shadowcats.
Seeing that I wasn’t responding, Sinmosa leaned into my ears and whispered, “The clan master is a Nine-star Overlord…”
‘So he is an Overlord…but what is he planning?’
Regardless of what he had in mind, I still had Lucifer’s clone on my side. That meant that these Overlords didn’t dare raise a finger against me. And since no Eight-star could break through the defenses of my Devil King Idol, I should be fine as long as I kept my guard up. However, just as a precaution, I decided to meet this clan master alone.
“Baby, Papa is going in for a while, he’ll be back soon.” I ruffled her little noggin then kissed her on the forehead. “Be good. Wait for Papa over here.”
“Mama, Mo Na wants to go as well.”
Ever the headstrong one, she immediately voiced her desire to come along, but this trip was too dangerous; I didn’t wish to put my little baby in danger so this was the decision I came to after long deliberation.
“Be good, Mo Na, Papa won’t take too long.”
“But, Mama… why must you go in alone?” She clung onto my thighs and looked up at me in confusion. “If Mama wants to go in, why not bring everyone along as well?”
‘Bring those golems into their nest? They will never allow it, and even if they did, that size of theirs…’ It had to be said that the nest of the Hellhounds was just enough for a Winged Abyssal Golem to enter. Such a cramped space wasn’t a good environment for battling at all.
As for why I had to meet this Overlord, the reasons were simple. I needed their cooperation to defeat the Warhorses, grab a Nightmare Steed Horn, then subjugate them. Even though the Hellhounds and Warhorses always had some friction between them, this was different. Once they chose to help, it was officially war. Details had to be ironed out, lest they ended up being the ones who had to bear the brunt of the Warhorses alone.
While I could just tell them that I had the strength to smash those blasted horses if not for their speed, this might lead them to think that I was just boasting. And even if I demonstrated my golems’ might to them, they might still hold some doubts. In such a case, I might end up in the same situation as when I visited the Purgatory Shadowcats. That was definitely not what I wanted. I wasn’t confident about taking on an Overlord, and there was the matter of Sinmosa’s feelings to consider as well.
“Baby, just wait for Papa here.” I gently hugged her then whispered, “Look after those golems.”
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Even though my reminder wasn’t particularly explicit, my clever little girl could probably guess my meaning. And she did. Upon hearing that reminder, her eyes lit up. She broke into a grin then kissed me. “Got it, Mo Na will be good.”
‘Seems like she got the message. If I don’t come out after a long time, she will lead my golem army into their nest and cause a ruckus. Even without the Devil King Idol, my Seven-star Winged Abyssal Golems should be more than enough to give them a headache.’
“Jeerah, you stay behind as well. Help me look after Mo Na.”
“Got it, master, you be careful as well.” Jeerah smiled gently in my direction, clearly in agreement with my decision. “I’ll wait here quietly for your return.”
With that done, I nodded at Sinmosa then followed Sidarth towards the towering mountain ahead filled with a cave.