RedNovelChapter 682: Grand Lord Zaiper stood tall and tensed in the dark cave. Beside him, Razarr remained silent.
"I need you to kill our Oracle," Zaiper said flatly.
The mage tilted his head.
"The Oracle of Urai?" Irritation flashed across his face.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Which other Oracle would I-yes, the Oracle of Urai." Begging the gods for patience, he added, "I know it will be difficult, but I'm prepared for whatever price." "Difficult, no. Impossible, yes." "Nothing is impossible,” Zaiper snarled.
"Ah, how living beings love to believe that. But there are things that cannot be done. Killing one of the most powerful beings to have ever existed is one of them." Restless, Zaiper started pacing.
"Everything has a price." "Calm yourself, Grand Lord Zaiper. I have never seen you so... troubled before.” He halted abruptly, turning on the mage.
"She knows. The Oracle." "Oh." The mage's tone remained calm.
"So she wakes, then." "Yes, she has. Over a month ago, and since then, I have not had a single night of peace. Not even a breath of ease." His fingers dug into his temples, trying to press away the ever-growing headache.
"No rest. No calm." "Why such distress?" The mage sounded unbothered.
"Oracles do not interfere. They see, but they do not act for to do so would alter the course of the future." "This one said she would!" Seizing a loose stone, Zaiper hurled it across the cave. It clattered against the rough walls before rolling into silence, but his anger did not abate.
"She lookeddead in the eyes and toldshe would act if I did not cforward." That was after she used that godsforsaken staff to brutalize me.
He swallowed back the words. Shameful enough without voicing them aloud. Just the memories of the incredible pain alone made him more enraged. The healing had been agonizing.
"Hmm." The mage's response was still devoid of emotion.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Unfortunate." Zaiper glared daggers at him.
"And as for her threat-she truly cannot interfere," the mage went on, unfazed.
"A mere mention sends their ribs shattering and bones breaking within them. Your secrets are too vast. Speaking all of it will kill her." "Exactly! But guess what? She is still determined to spill them anyway, even if it kills her," Zaiper raged.
"In fact, I suspect the only reason she hasn't done so already is because she is occupied. Tepding to the M duties she left unattended for seven hundred years. Even now, she is not in Urai but in Werewolf lands. But she will cfor me." Zaiper tried to control his loud breathing, attempting to hide his fear. He wasn't sure if he was succeeding.
"Once she returns to Urai, she will come. I must have a solution. I must kill her."
With a noncommittal sound, the mage stepped forward, his tong fingers trailing idly across the worn stone of the cavern walls.
"To perform a ritual dangerous enough-powerful enough—to kill an Oracle... one does not merely need ve the blood of loved ones. One would have to raze an entire village to the ground. And even that may not be enough." Zaiper clenched his fists, eyes blazing.
"I do not doubt your ability to burn an entire village," the dark mage continued in his annoying monotone. "What I do doubt is your willingness to sacrifice those you care for. Considering how very few of them exist."
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