Chapter 163 - Chapter 163: Chapter 156: Murdering Byrne Fischer! (1/2)

Chapter 163: Chapter 156: Murdering Byrne Fischer!

“I want to murder Viscount Garcia.”

Byrne remained silent for a long while before finally speaking out.

The Fischer family had chosen to keep Chris’s newfound strength a secret, telling no outsiders, all to take advantage of the information gap to kill Viscount Garcia.

“I cannot intervene.”

In one of the Lion clan’s estates, within the drawing-room, Viscount Bast, growing increasingly old, smiled as he savored the rich, intense aroma of the tea. He gazed at Byrne and slowly shook his head.

“In fact, not just me, most members of the Lion and Eagle clans cannot intervene.”

He paused, laughing softly as he explained:

“Because we’ve taken ‘The Oath’ in the Tempest Church with the vast Tempest Overlord, swearing not to lay hands on each other’s family members and allies. And in order for us to give ‘The Oath,’ the Thunderous Monarch even sacrificed a Class 5 Extraordinary Material.”

Of course, Byrne was aware of “The Oath.”

It was a special commitment sworn to the gods that only became effective if taken in a church. The higher the grade of the offerings, the more powerful the effect of The Oath.

Those who took The Oath could not easily break it, or they would face divine punishment.

“The Oath” had a time limit and had to ensure relative fairness to be effective. An oath that was one-sided, such as “One person promises another eternal loyalty and obedience to all commands,” could not take effect.

Thus, “The Oaths” were often used by the Extraordinary nobility for various trades, alliances, and ceasefires.

Decades ago, the Cyart King and Rhea King took an oath for peace under the church’s leadership, so neither king dared to break it lightly.

The Meyer family dared to invade because they were already in conflict with the Rhea Royal Family. They didn’t care about the royal situation, and their actions wouldn’t be judged as a breach of The Oath by the royalty.

Now, only one year remained until the peace agreement between Cyart and Rhea expired!

However, another rumor had spread—that all The Oaths had already become ineffective, and there was probably no need to adhere to them anymore.

But that would mean the power of the gods was no more, a thought undoubtedly unimaginable to the people, and the major churches were all forcefully quashing such rumors!

Byrne furrowed his brows, aware in his heart that the old fox surely had something left unsaid.

As expected, Viscount Bast continued.

“The only exception among the Transmutation Level Extraordinary Exponents of the Lion and Eagle clans is the ‘Black Lion.’ He has never been present in public sight, never took The Oath, and therefore can do anything without any concern.”

“I can have him assist you, but there is one important condition.”

Byrne let out a sigh of relief. Once it came to talking terms, everything became negotiable.

Viscount Bast became serious and spoke solemnly, “Within a year, I want you to accompany me to the Spirit Realm to search for something of utmost importance to me!”

“I need you to help me open a gateway!”

“Okay, I agree!”

Byrne nodded immediately, without the slightest hesitation, he agreed.

No matter what the original reason Viscount Bast had for helping him, his favor towards the Fischer family was incredibly difficult to repay.

And over the years, Byrne’s heart had come to accept more and more the man who was both mentor and friend, Viscount Bast.

Deep in his heart, Byrne had already decided he could do anything for Bast that wouldn’t harm the Fischer family or cost him his own life.

Beyond that, anything was possible.

“Hahahaha! Good! That’s excellent!”

Viscount Bast finally burst into laughter, nodding repeatedly, his eyes filled with expectation and desire, hands slightly clenched. Even with white hair, he still harbored aspirations for the future.

“Byrne, I’m very fond of you, well done! Over the years, I have not mentored you in vain, and the Lion clan’s care for the Fischer family has not gone to waste!”

His excitement grew as he spoke, his eyes brimming with longing.

Suddenly, Byrne felt that Viscount Bast’s desire was extremely bloated, almost overflowing, but then it vanished as if he had been mistaken.

In fact, he felt that Viscount Bast was becoming more and more like his father Lucius.

Both men harbored great ambitions yet always masqueraded as amiable, always hiding their true thoughts and emotions in the depths of their hearts.

“I will help you, Lord Bast.”