Chapter 2073 - Pull (2) (2/2)

”Hm…” Dyon paused. ”… Maybe I shouldn't expose this so suddenly. I only want to know if it's possible for a Death Guard to be released from their duty.”

Emperor Shruti's pupils constricted. What kind of question was this?

A Death Guard had a sworn duty from the time of their birth to serve. This matter was incredibly strict. How could they be casually released?

”Of course, this matter won't be for free. For example… Your Grand Elder Vata has been stuck at the 9th Dao Realm for quite some time now, no? What if I allowed him to gain another 100 000 years of life?”

Emperor Shruti suddenly felt a contradictory sharpness in Dyon's eyes. No matter how he looked, Dyon only seemed to be casually mentioning it. But why did he feel as though a sudden weight had dropped to his c.h.e.s.t?

Emperor Shruti closed his eyes.

Everyone knew what he was thinking. If Grand Elder Vata so suddenly gained so much more life, what would be the ending of his Shruti Clan?

But, this was all so confusing. Didn't this Sacharro man come here to help Saru? So why was he suddenly speaking of helping Saru's enemy?

In all likelihood, this man didn't pay much attention to the situation. He might think that the enmity between us is shallow, so he's attempting to mend our relationship with this method.

'It's clever… This young man has great foresight… Unfortunately, the enmity between me and the Shruti Clan is far too dee –.”

”If that's the case, then I accept.” Emperor Shruti eyes flashed open, a resoluteness hidden within. ”I am willing to release a Death Guard from their duty if young master is willing to help our Grand Elder Vata.”

A stunned, pregnant silence filled the meeting hall. Some thought they hadn't heard correctly, even Grand Elder Shruti frowned.

Still, no one was more shocked than Grand Elder Vata himself.

Dyon's eyes shone. ”Good!”

”Originally, I wanted to exchange the conquering of the Supreme Kitsune Lands in exchange for becoming the Sacharro Clan's vassal. If not, I would simply help you repel the attack alone and maintain a stalemate. However, you, Emperor Shruti, are worthy of my help without such payment!

”Bring me Weeping Weed, White Thyne, Looming Grass…” A rapid-fire torrent of words flew from Dyon's mouth.