Chapter 644: [644] Worries.

Chapter 644: [644] Worries.



"It seems to me you had fun."

Lanesha's voice echoed out in the grand hall, she was seated at her throne, which was apparently glowing now.

Azmakul kneeled before her, close. He did not raise his head as he waited for her to continue.

"Filling his head with those things will cause it to malfunction."

She never looked down at her loyal subject, her caretaker. Her gaze was still directed at the empty abyss above her, her castle was so grand the ceiling couldn't be seen by normal means. "I believe it will be a good experience. And a good lesson."

Azmakul spoke, his body did not move, neither did the weird mask on his mask, yet his voice resounded from all directions. Every crevice in this forgotten place.

"Haha."

Lanesha let out a chuckle, finally lowering her head, she put her chin on her hands, and stared straight at Azmakul.

"You are excited, why?"

"... I did not know."

"No, you did. Elaborate."

"I do not know why, my queen."

"Never would I have thought you would be...like this."

Lanesha sighed, changing the topic.

"Disregarding the speech you so eloquently gave, why did you think a confrontation was necessary? He could have gotten hurt."

"It was not my intention, my queen. The prince jumped to conclusions, I simply took that as a chance to gauge his capabilities."

Azmakul answered. It was his first time meeting such a 'unique' cohort, and even he thought that he performed excellently. If not for the drop of ichor, that is...

"..."

Lanesha didn't know what to say, she couldn't exactly blame Azmakul at all. He did have the justification for his actions. Destroying the Arctic Titan may have been too much, but the presence of the drop of ichor garnered it.

One could say his only fault was leaving Alan's team in the cold, defenseless... but then again, why would he care for them?

Alan had simply made a decision based on what he saw, and did quite a good job at handling it. Bringing the conflict as close to Lanesha as possible was good, but he kept it a distance, to confirm his suspicions.

'Well, he did good, regardless.'

She thought, turning her head upwards once more. She closed her diamond like eyes, robbing their beauty from the world, albeit for only a short while.

"Why was it that dragon, my queen?"

"And of the soul?"

"Not necessary, I shall personally deal with whatever issue may arise."

She lied, she knew she wouldn't have to step in at all. It was a little ironic in her mind... Azmakul was oblivious to the fact that any treasure that could protect Alan's soul would be

useless.

'The natural defenses' already present there would render any attack to his soul useless...and the attacker would be the one in danger.

"And what about against the forbidden language?"

"'...'

Now, she knew there would be no compromise, She could make the dragon in front of her change some things... but this would definitely not be one of them.

Azmakul, would never let this go.

She remained silent, which only made Azmakul continue the conversation himself.

"It ruined even a primordial, even if he is Suleras's son, I believe that some measures should

be taken care of. Since his useless father isn't taking it upon himself."

"That is my husband you are talking about, you know?"

"It's precisely because I know." "..."

She relented, taking a deep sigh.

"Alright, do whatever you want, but don't fill his head with things like that. Let him do...

What was what the people of Earth say? Ah, let him do his own stuff, Alright?"

Though Azmakul struggled to understand the expression at first, he got the gist of it and

stood up.

"I would like fate to decide what path he ta-"

Though he wanted to discuss a few more things, Azmakul 'booked it' the moment Lanesha

said fate. Alan wasn't alone, it seemed.

"..."

Lanesha silently stared up once more.

"It's already time for it to show up? I've stayed here for too long..."