Chapter 331 - Chapter 331: Chapter 315: Passing Away (1/2)
Chapter 331: Chapter 315: Passing Away
Byrne, left alone, was filled with vigilance, fearing that if the guild leader suddenly attacked, it might take only one blow to kill him, and he might not even have time to react or negotiate.
Despite his extreme nervousness, Byrne still nodded respectfully on the surface, smiling as he bowed deeply.
“May I ask what you need of me, esteemed guild leader, that I should remain alone?”
Seated above, the mysterious and inscrutable guild leader was silent for a long time before finally speaking, “I am about to breakthrough to a higher level and will need your power at that time.”
Upon hearing this, Byrne fell silent for a moment before taking a deep breath and saying with a resolute look in his eyes,
“You mean my ‘Destiny’s Trajectory’?”
The guild leader nodded gently and continued, “Yes, I can see it, your key can help me overcome the first great challenge.”
“I see.”
Byrne realized that his own power was also effective in breaking through to Heavenly Enlightenment, and after remembering this information, he still shook his head.
He calmly stated, “The ‘Treasure Key’ of ‘Destiny’s Trajectory’ can only take effect if I willingly use it, no one can force me if I am unwilling.”
“I am sorry, esteemed guild leader, but your strength is too great, and my ‘Treasure Key’ will consume my lifespan.”
“If it is a ‘great help’ in breaking through to the Heavenly Enlightenment Level, it might directly take my life… so I do not wish to do so.”
After expressing his thoughts, Byrne pondered within, uncertain of the guild leader’s next attitude, whether it would be coercion or enticement with bargaining chips?
Either scenario would reveal the guild leader’s true character, and it would also determine the different approaches Byrne would have to take.
Ultimately, he did not want to break the contracts with families like the Romanns; if he were to sacrifice all his lifespan for the guild leader, even if he stood to gain handsomely, it did not align with Byrne’s personal principles of conduct.
The guild leader’s voice came once more, still as ethereal and profound as an unfathomable cloud.
“Mithril, you have not yet heard my specific requests and conditions, so why reject so hastily? But never mind, should you need this deal in the future, you can always come to find me.”
“…”
Byrne was silent for a while before he nodded gently and said, “I understand.”
The absence of threats or bribes only intensified the sense of danger he felt.
Before Byrne was sent away, the guild leader’s voice came for one last time.
“And you must understand one thing, I may not necessarily need all your lifespan…”
Byrne felt a slight stir in his heart upon hearing these words.
——
In the southern part of Cyart.
Inside a manor in Emerald Lake Province.
The interior of the manor featured immaculately trimmed lawns, surrounded by numerous elaborate fountains and powerful stone sculptures made of marble.
Wide paths meandered through the manor, leading to fragrant gardens.
In the garden, brimming with floral fragrances, blossomed flowers of starkly different types, filling the entire manor with intoxicating aromas.
The scent was delightful, soothing, and steadying the heart; standing in any corner of the manor was enough to feel its tranquility and serenity, as if time stood still there.
An elderly man in black clothing and with a determined expression stood placidly in the manor, his eyes calmly fixed on the sun in the sky.
And there stood the “Dragon Taming Lord” Aldrich, “Stars Mortal” Ariel, and “Blazing Fire” Amos, who was about to break through to Monarch, all looking towards the man they deeply admired with sorrowful expressions.
Duke Black Iron.
The most legendary figure of Cyart, revered by many across the four eastern nations, even enemies could not help but praise him.
But now, he was preparing to make arrangements for his own final affairs.
In fact, ever since he was defeated and expelled by Lorne citizens, no one truly defeated Duke Black Iron again, and his eventual death was certainly not due to losing to someone, but to time itself.
Like many legends before him.
The highly esteemed elderly man with a tranquil expression began to speak slowly,
“The most disheartened I ever felt was a hundred years ago when the Ten Great Families were disastrously defeated by the Lorne citizens. At that time, many warriors of our Ten Great Families fell in battle, and the Heavenly Enlightenment powerful experts of both the Hovern family and the Adley family were tricked into vanishing without a trace…”