Chapter 109: Chapter 109: I’m... Not Pretty Anymore, Right?
Aster Grant helplessly placates two clingy Beastbonds.
As time passed, seeing that neither of them had any intention of letting go, he planned to forcefully separate them.
Just then...
"Knock, knock, knock!"
Upon hearing the knock, Lazuli and Vera simultaneously let go.
In front of others, the two Beastbonds were not so bold.
Seeing this, Aster Grant tidied up his wrinkled shirt, then cleared his throat:
"Come in."
Sally pushed the door open and entered, bowing respectfully:
"Master Grant, there’s someone seeking an audience outside the base."
Hearing Sally’s words, Aster Grant was somewhat taken aback.
Someone looking for him?
Who?
With questions in mind, Aster Grant followed Sally to the entrance of the base.
At this moment, Crystal Winslow was leaning against the doorpost, her slender fingers gently caressing the Ice Phoenix on her shoulder.
Sunshine spilled over her, sketching a scene of tranquil beauty.
However...
Upon getting a closer look at Crystal Winslow’s figure, Aster Grant’s pupils suddenly shrank.
He noticed Crystal Winslow’s iconic ice-blue long hair, now half transformed into a glaring silver-white.
This discovery made his heart sink abruptly.
This is...
He hurriedly shifted his gaze to the Ice Phoenix on her shoulder.
[Ebon-Frost Ice Phoenix]
[Level: Extraordinary Tier Nine]
[Talent: Half-Step Myth]
[Power: 3000]
[Constitution: 3000]
[Spiritual: 3000]
[Speed: 3000]
[Skills: Cold Cone Piercing, Frost Storm, Frost Ring Imprisonment]
[Cultivation: Snow Crystal, Snow Lotus, Cold Marrow]
When the Ice Phoenix’s attribute panel appeared before his eyes, Aster Grant’s brow involuntarily furrowed.
He clearly remembered that the last time they met, this Beastbond’s Talent was still at Legendary Five Stars, but now...
Half-Step Myth!
His gaze returned to the half-white hair of Crystal Winslow...
He was all too aware of what these silver-white strands signified.
The Winslow bloodline could boost a Beastbond’s Talent, but it required the sacrifice of Life Force.
And now that the Ice Phoenix’s Talent had reached Half-Step Myth, this meant...
Crystal Winslow had sacrificed nearly half of her Life Force!
"I...must look terrible now, right?"
Crystal Winslow lowered her head, her voice carrying a trace of nervousness.
In the end, a girl cares about her appearance, and she was no exception.
A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly raised her face, regaining her spirit.
The Divine Realm will soon open.
And the Transcendental talents of Draconia are few.
She didn’t want Aster Grant to face all of this alone...
Therefore, disregarding everyone’s objections, she forcefully burned her bloodline, exchanging half her Life Force for this power.
Hearing these words, Aster Grant quickly shook his head:
"Not at all, you’ve always been beautiful."
As he said this, his gaze at Crystal Winslow was filled with complexity.
He had some inkling of Crystal Winslow’s purpose in doing this.
This somewhat oblivious girl had somehow developed feelings for him beyond mere friendship.
At this moment, staring at her glaring white hair, Aster Grant made a decision:
Once all the Mythic Realm matters are settled, he must help her resolve the bloodline issue!
Receiving Aster Grant’s affirmation, Crystal Winslow’s mood visibly improved.
She turned to Sally, her tone carrying a hint of anticipation:
"I currently have no place to stay, may I reside here?"
During the one and a half months apart at the Winslow Sanctum.
She somehow saw more clearly her own heart.
She just wanted to be by his side.
Even if she could just offer a little help, she would be satisfied.
So as soon as she arrived in Baelgard, she eagerly searched for Aster Grant’s whereabouts, rushing over without a moment’s pause.
Upon hearing Crystal Winslow’s request, Sally snapped out of her daze and quickly replied:
"Of course! Lady Crystal Winslow, I’ll arrange accommodations for you right away."
To this guest who had also shown kindness to the Cat Clan, she naturally didn’t dare to neglect her.
Soon, under Sally’s proper arrangements, Crystal Winslow was also settled at the Cat Clan’s base.
...
Elsewhere.
In the Joint Military Command meeting room, the atmosphere was tense.
Zane Drake, the first seat of The Council, Cavan Vero, and the Queen of the Crimson See, Isaline, sat opposite each other, with Monarch Level Beast Tamers standing solemnly behind them.
"About the intelligence on the Divine Realm, I presume you two have understood it clearly?"
Zane Drake was the first to break the silence.
This Divine Realm concerns the whole Human Race.
It’s not just about Draconia alone.
Therefore, a joint alliance with The Council and The Crimson See...
This is the optimal solution!
Upon hearing Zane Drake’s words, Cavan Vero and Isaline both nodded.
Through Veronica and Cecilia, they understood the implications of the Divine Realm.
"In that case, I’ll get straight to the point."
"I hope we can join forces for this Divine Realm."
"Besides the Xenos from the City of Chaos, many other foreign Xenos have also.... arrived here recently!"
"The Human Race should unite at this moment to resist the Xenos together!"
Zane Drake’s resolute words echoed in the meeting hall.
Cavan Vero and Isaline exchanged a glance and after a brief silence...
"The Council agrees!"
"The Holy See agrees too!"
However, at this moment, Cavan Vero suddenly changed the topic:
"I have no objection to the unification of the Human Race, but regarding the ownership of the Divine Pattern..."
He didn’t finish the sentence, but everyone present understood his meaning.
After all, successfully passing through this Divine Realm offers only one Divine Pattern.
And here, there are three factions.
How to distribute it?
Zane Drake pondered for a moment and said solemnly:
"How about this, regarding the Divine Realm, as long as the Human Race acquires the Divine Pattern, the holder upon exiting the realm will be the custodian. How does that sound?"
After all, as long as the Human Race obtains the Divine Pattern, the shackles preventing them from surpassing the Monarch will be broken.
As for actual ownership of the Divine Pattern...
It’s not truly that important.
"Alright, as you say!"
Cavan was the first to agree.
Isaline nodded as well.
As for the ownership of the Divine Pattern, she was confident.
With Lord Blood Progenitor himself intervening...
The Divine Pattern will surely belong to the Holy See!
Seeing the agreement reached, Zane Drake stood up to conclude:
"Then it’s decided!"
"Regarding the Divine Realm in a few days, I hope all Monarch Level experts will be present to prevent the Xenos from forcibly seizing it after the Divine Realm ends!"
"Indeed!"
"The Holy See will certainly cooperate fully."
Isaline glanced at everyone present, a glint flickering through her scarlet eyes.
After the meeting ended, the three factions departed separately.
Cavan Vero returned to The Council’s base and immediately issued his command:
"Send the order, gather all Tier Nine Beast Tamers with contracts to Legendary Level beasts from the Council to prepare for the Sanctum entry!"
Simultaneously, Isaline arrived alone at a shadowy chamber deep within The Holy See.
She knelt on one knee, reporting respectfully:
"Lord Blood Progenitor, Draconia and The Council have allied..."
"But..."
She raised her head, her eyes brimming with fervent light:
"With you presiding, the Divine Pattern will surely belong to the Holy See!"
From the shadows, a figure cloaked in a black robe slowly emerged.
Surprisingly——
This figure, emanating a terrifying aura, appeared extraordinarily petite.
Underneath the broad black robe, slender limbs were faintly visible.
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