Chapter 390 A Ship

Chapter 390 A Ship

Originally, Inala had made a few plans upon spotting Orakha to ensure the latter gets caught up in a mess of Brimgan Empire politics and loses the race towards the Major Treasure of Attribute.

But upon noticing the interest between Maroppa and Orakha, he changed his plans. At present, Orakha was losing out on a lot, not knowing that the woman interested in him was the Mudropper of legend.

What if he were to fall for some random Free Human woman? That would be the height of stupidity, since that would mean making an enemy out of the Mudropper. Orakha was capable of being so stupid in terms of personal relations.

Inala came to experience the true fearsomeness of the Sandy-Grey Void back at the Dralh Sea. Therefore, he knew the Mudropper's value.

Inala wasn't a romantic individual. Therefore, making allies through a romantic relationship was something that he never thought about. Once he begins valuing someone, he prioritises them above everything, oftentimes pushing away his carefully laid schemes just in their favour.

The greater the number of people he valued, the more he would be distracted in his plans, often incorporating elements that jeopardised the scheme just to get some benefit for the people he valued. That was his character.

No matter how much he could plan and scheme, he wasn't a robot to follow through them all while ignoring the emotional aspect.n0ve1b1n

At present, he already had Asaeya as a target of interest. He was a simple guy in that regard. The older Asaeya became and the greater the level of interest she showed towards Inala, the more he began to consider a relationship with her.

She already had an important place in his heart. And it was just a matter of time before Inala became serious with her. In that regard, Wittral's existence only gave him stress. The latter was incredibly important in raising his success towards getting the Major Treasure of Attribute.

Inala didn't want anything to do with him beyond that, whether Wittral was in his male or female form. Considering how interest from a second person—Wittral—was already stressing him to such an extent, proceeding through a romantic route with even more people would end up wrecking him further.

Hence, the current situation was perfect in regards to Maroppa showing interest in Orakha. And since the latter too had a certain degree of interest in Maroppa, things could happen between them. And Inala wanted to seal that deal.

For the next three hours, Inala talked a lot about Orakha.

Therefore, it was best to let nature run its course. But one thing was for sure. The power of the Mudropper should be on the side of the Mammoth Clan and not as an enemy. And Inala planned to ensure the former was the case.

"I'll pay you a visit once a day." Inala said and got up, intending to leave, "I'll supply you with enough Prana Bombs for your needs. That way, you can also support me better. It's a win-win."

"Alright," Maroppa nodded and grabbed his hand, asking after remembering something, "Do you know anything about the Mammoth Ancestor?"

"Hmm, I don't know." Inala thought for a while and said, "But I'll find out and inform you. One of my brothers might know something. They're all very capable bastards."

At Maroppa's words, an image popped up in his mind from Fhoong Brimgan's data. It showed a scene of Mahira Tusk's tusk present in a valley of the Brimgan Empire. 'There might be something there. I'll pay a visit later.'

If the Mammoth Ancestor left it behind for some reason, only a Mammoth Clansman would be able to find out. Until now, no one from the Mammoth Clan had been allowed into the Brimgan Empire, so the tusk lay there in the valley, serving as an attraction.

'But now, some of us have infiltrated inside.' Inala thought as he left the restaurant, 'And in the upcoming years, many more of us will be coming here. If any secrets lay in that tusk, it'll be figured out.'

Inala casually walked through the street, aware of a gaze on him. The cause was a child aged around sixteen, holding a slab of some kind in his hand, casually seated in a shop. He was recording the appearance of everyone passing by the street, posted there by Orakha.

'I didn't wish to reveal my position or appearance to him originally. But I'll take a bit of a gamble here. There's more to gain from Orakha's relationship with Maroppa. I fear this idiot will mess up the opportunity.' He sighed and flashed a pleasant smile towards the child as he took out an orange flag from his sleeve and waved it.

Drawn on it was the symbol of a circle with two chords placed parallel to one another. His smile widened upon seeing the child flustered by his actions and walked away.

Soon, he arrived at a hotel whose sign was the same symbol and entered it, booking a room. He changed his clothes after reverting to his male form and waited calmly. Twenty minutes later, the figure of Orakha entered, his expression visibly stressed upon seeing the seated figure of Inala.

"It took you a while."