Fasro gave Jason one week to think about what he wanted to do, and even that was already a lot.
If it was up to him and his siblings, they would have already departed, however, their mother, one of the Ariyor race's elders had decided against this.
It seemed that their mother had yet to give up on Argos. There could be something that made her confident in Argos' future, but nobody living on Argos was able to see that yet!
But, without knowing what exactly this could be, everyone's morale had begun to plummet.
Even if the Ariyor race had not announced their departure to the six big clans, it was clear that mankind's situation became worse with each passing day.
Two days had passed and Shane, who had departed a few days earlier in order to figure out something, had returned with the first good news!
"The Gier clan and most ancient clans and sects have come to a consensus! They want to team up against the Drake alliance! We have been asked to merge our alliance with theirs, and I think this might be the best we can do for now!"
When Shane had said so at the meeting in which the six big clans, the Lyran and Ariyor race and a few others, including Jason were present.
Shane's news sounded good, but Jason couldn't help but feel a little bit uncomfortable with Shane's gaze that brushed past him way too often.
It seemed as if Shane was trying to make eye contact with him while avoiding him at the same time.
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There had to be something wrong, and when the big clans inquired about the names and numbers of the big clans, ancient clans, and sects that colluded with the Gier family, Jason's eyes turned cold.
"The Blood sect?" Jason had refrained from speaking at the meetings with the six big clans in order to avoid attracting too much attention, but he had subconsciously blurted out what he had on his mind.
Fortunately, he was able to calm down before he said more and his ice-cold eyes that leaked killing intent reverted back to their normal state.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Jason ignored the other big clan heads that looked at him annoyed, as he stared at Shane, who looked at him apologetically as he nodded his head faintly.
Yet, instead of seeing complex emotions that caused Jason to be torn back and forth, he just smiled.
This caused Shane to feel as if something bad were about to happen, but he remained silent.
'Finally, I can search for my mother's murderer!!'
It was obvious that killing someone who was important to the Blood sect in the current times would be the stupidest thing he could do, however, being able to figure out more about his mother's murderer was important.
Until now, he only knew that he hailed from the Blood sect and that he had a race inherited ability from the blood sect too!
Furthermore, he knew that his strength should be roughly at the low Lique stage with approximately 100 or more drops of liquefied mana in his mana core!
It might as well be higher, but Jason didn't think that the man he was searching for was stronger than he was!
Excitement could be seen in Jason's eyes and his Celestia aura leaked subconsciously.
At the same time, the blood-red color that had receded backlashed, and Fasro, Midra, and the representative of the Lyran race noticed this with a tinge of fear in their eyes.
As such, Fasro quickly said intervened before something unpredicted was about to happen
"If we were to collide with the Gier family, there should be a temporary truce with everyone...I think the Drake alliance is the biggest issue everyone has to face right now! The other feuds can be solved after that, right?"
Shane lifted his eyebrow when Fasro said this, and from the way the Ariyors and Lyran had looked at Jason before, it was as if they were able to sense something, he was unable to perceive!
However, before he was able to think about this some more, the Shiabi patriarch suddenly asked
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})"Does that mean that the Ariyor race won't depart? You said 'we' after all!"
This caused Fasro's whole liquefied body to stop moving for a quarter of a second as he said
"If the chances to face the Drake alliance are not close to zero and we receive the order to stay here, we will do so! Other than that, I won't promise anything, and I guess the same applies for the Lyran race, but that's not something I can or will decide!"
The representative of the Lyran race just nodded his head and didn't say anything while eying Jason with the corner of his eye.
When Jason noticed this, he retracted his Celestia aura almost immediately before he acted as if nothing had happened.
Nevertheless, his mind was still filled with the thought of his mother's murderer and the fact that mankind was about to create a huge army in order to fight the Drake alliance!
The Gier clan's alliance was consistent with more than 10 big clans, the majority of ancient clans and sects, and a few common races that had decided to support the human race if they were to make a deal.
This deal was similar to those soul contracts that already existed. However, compared to before, it was not a forced agreement and one that benefited both sides!
Those common races demanded to receive the humanity's criminals that received the death sentence because of the crimes they had committed, and exchanged those with low-grade manuals and resources!
Furthermore, the contract they were to sign was not forced and could be severed from both sides without the need to pay attention to a punishment!
There was almost nobody that bothered about the lives of those that were sentenced to death either way, and even Jason had to acknowledge that he didn't care about what would happen to them as long as they were guilty.
As such, he didn't say anything to the Gier alliance's behavior.
Instead, he sensed that the combined forces of the Gier clan's alliance and the Shaibi clan's alliance might be able to take care of the Drake alliance.
That was at least if the only higher race were to be the Myöldra race!
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})The Ariyor race had not much information about the Burance-race, but they knew was enough to frustrate everyone!
Apparently, their cultivation talent was not that great, but that was balanced out by their strong ice and water affinity.
Meanwhile, their combat prowess was said to be high too!
When Fasro had listened to every piece of information he had received, he was could tell that the chances to fight against the Drake alliance were not zero anymore.
Their combined forces should be enough to fight head-on with the suppressed big clans, common forieng races, the Drake family, and even the Myöldra race.
However, the Burane race was a different matter!
There was no information about their number and strength. It was as if they were the hidden forces of the Drake alliance.
Thus, they had to estimate their strength and number which meant that they had to exaggerate.
This was to prevent underestimating their opponent.
In the end, the discussion took several hours, but Jason had already stopped listening to it after he had heard the news about the Blood sect.
As such, he had only realized that it was over when everyone stood up to spread the next steps they were about to take to their clans!
At this moment, he saw that Shane approached him with a faint smile as he saw Jason's eyes that were emotionless.
When Shane perceived thsi, he couldn't help but forget the final decision the big clans and two foreign races had found as he asked
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"Will you be okay? I mean...you'll have to encounter and probably live near the sect of your mother's murderer after all...."
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