Chapter 435 - 385 : Whisperer King (1/2)
Inside the office of the Vice-master of the White Specter Clan, a blond-haired middle-aged man angrily banged his fist on the table.
”What do you mean she refused?!”
Opposite of this man stood a woman who wore a silver robe with three lines, indicating that her status isn't that low. Each line represented a position and three meant she's an Inner disciple. She's the man's niece and one of his confidants.
She bowed and replied:
”Miss Angelina rejected the proposal and even threatened me. I'm afraid if she speaks of the matter to the Matr-”
The man cut her off while yelling again
”She won't tell that woman! She's too proud to ask for her mother's damned help! Send her to me when she comes back.”
The man then waved his hand dismissively, signaling the woman to leave. She slightly hesitated, which was something that the man clearly noticed. He creased his brows and asked her:
”What's the matter? Do you have something else to report?”
The woman's mouth opened and closed a few times but she didn't speak a word. After seeing the mood of the middle-aged man worsen, she was left with no choice but to speak:
”A-actually, I've heard some news that might interest you. Apparently, Miss Eva was found and is bring brought back to the clan.”
Confused, the man asked again:
”Who's Eva?”
This time, the woman was slightly shocked. Her already low opinion of the man sank even lower.
”It's your daughter, uncle.”
With a hand rubbing his beard, he mumbled with a low voice:
”My daughter? Hmm… Oh! Ohhhh!”
He cracked a cold grin while saying:
”The heavens do favor me, after all! Good good! I'll prepare a warm welcome for my precious daughter.”
The woman forced a smile and quickly excused herself.
'Ugh… to think the Matriarch married such a person… and he's also my uncle… disgusting!'
The woman loathed everything about this man. He only carries about his benefits and considers his family as tools he can control. He's been lucky enough to marry the Matriarch of the White Specter Clan hence becoming the Vice-Master of the clan but he barely has any followers or loyal subordinates. All his confidence comes from his backing, another great power of the Divine Planet, though it isn't nearly as powerful as the specter's clan.
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In a gloomy yet colossal hall, there were three silhouettes, one with them being as big as a mountain. The other two were standing before this gigantic figure, also known as the Whisperer King, one of the strongest beings in the Multiverse.
He's known to be an immortal, not dying even he's cut into countless pieces. Although not as efficient as Fate 'herself', the Whisperer King can also alter the fate of people using an ability called 'Strings of Fate'.
He's been living for more than five hundred thousand years and is the one and only ruler of the Ghost Nation.
”We finally meet, Zodiak's successor.”
He spoke with a deep and domineering voice while staring at Arthur, who nonchalantly sat before the king and took out a bottle of ale.
”What I presume will be a long conversation won't be interesting without booze, don't you think so, O'King of Ghosts.”
The Whisperer King burst out in laughter, he signaled for the bandaged ghost to leave then retrieved a cup even larger than Arthur.
Very soon, two cups, different in size, were filled with ale. Only when they emptied their cups did the two start talking again
”I have to stay, I didn't expect you to be so unfazed by my presence. Only when I saw it with my eyes did I believe that you're not the Arthur I was looking for.”
”Hahaha trivial things like that don't matter. You were looking for me so I came, isn't that enough?”
The King chuckled and replied:
”Enough… more than enough. I was curious about you… a person who can use Dark Magic but I was yet again met with another surprise. A Race extinct since the ancient times, Parasites.”
Arthur laughed again and poured another cup for himself and the king before speaking:
”Hahaha now this is a much more interesting topic.”
After a short silence in which the King pondered about something, the Whisperer spoke again
”Since you complied to my request and came here, you're free to ask anything.”
Arthur's lips arched upwards, he gulped his cup before opening his mouth: