"Will you be okay? I mean...you'll have to encounter and probably live near the sect of your mother's murderer after all...."
Jason wanted to nod his head, but he couldn't do so. It just felt wrong.
"To be honest, I don't know. Even if humanity's situation is extremely bad right now….I might be unable to hold back… As long as I find out who my mother's murderer is, I might trail and take care of him...but I guess that this would cause more chaos than it might benefit me!"
He sighed before looking at his master who seemed unfazed.
"You can do whatever you want, but I hope you can take care of this after the war has ended… At least mankind's future is on the line"
Jason didn't say anything and it felt as if he hadn't heard Shane, but he knew that Jason was fully aware of the importance the next few months had to mankind's future!
"When will we depart?" He asked after a minute of silence, and Shane, who was about to leave answered
"In the evening after everyone packed up their equipment. Bring Mike and the others too! We might need their help!"
Jason knew that Shane was speaking about the fact that Mike manufactured his ammunition while the others he mentioned were probably the stuff he had hired to copy the translated body refining manuals.
He hadn't realized how important it was to translate and copy the Doom Crawls body refining manual before the big clans had started to request the Ariyor race to provide more of them.
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Their 'requests' felt more like desperate pleadings and when Fasro had to ask Jason what he had done, Jason was forced to reveal that he had used the Ariyor race to cover his ability to read in the universal language.
Fasro didn't mind that, and instead, he told Jason that he could continue to do so.
The fact that everyone's combat prowess would increase during the next weeks was extremely beneficial to everyone, except the Drake alliance, who were their enemies.
It might only be a small margin, but that could already be a deciding factor in the entire war!
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})As such it was a great idea to distribute the neutral body refining manual of the Doom Crawls because it was suitable for everyone, without exception!
Thus, Jason was able to earn lots of mana stones and materials from the big families that had only a few body refining manuals for their most talented descendants.
Thanks to that he wouldn't have problems absorbing mana to his heart's content, and it was only when Jason realized that he shouldn't reveal the glowing stigma to attract the attention of even more races that he became serious.
"The Ariyor and Lyran race are aware of my secret...at least to a certain extent...Will it really matter whether or not I'll reveal the stigma or not?"
At that moment, he remembered what common races had signed the unconditional contract with the Gier clan alliance as his eyes widened.
He realized something that caused him to be dumbfounded.
"Wait...how can that be possible? The Shadow walkers decided to combine their forces with us? Weren't they the reason why everything had begun in the first place?? Are we really that desperate?"
This confused Jason a lot, but there was nothing to do about it.
In the end, mankind's situation was just too tricky and dangerous.
Even if they didn't like or even hated the races they combined their forces with, there was no other way out of their miserable situation.
As such everyone had to accept the Shadow walker race as their comrades.
It might be only temporary but everyone had to calm down and stay level-headed.
Otherwise, the grain of hope some humans were able to perceive would disappear before it could blossom.
Jason didn't feel like there was much hope in their current situation. That was at least the case after Fasro had explained in a detailed manner how high their chances were.
Without the Burane race, they might be able to fight the Drake alliance on par, but the unknown factors about the mysterious race were just too many!
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})As such, Fasro had told him that he shouldn't be too hopeful.
Instead, he should be prepared for the worst-case scenario!
In the evening, the six big clans and two foreign races departed, and it took the slowest almost two days before their soulbonds which they rode arrived in the complex of several dozen camps.
Every big clan and race had their own camp in order to prevent creating any disturbances, and Jason couldn't help but think that this was great for the overall situation, but disadvantageous for his own plan.
Even if he did not plan to kill his mother's murderer directly, he had wanted to find him as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, this didn't seem to be as easy as he had expected.
As such he had to be patient and wait for the perfect moment to occur.
'At least I can absorb mana while revealing my stigma and the Celestia aura in our camp!'
With that thought in mind, Jason was able to remain calm.
After every big clan of the Shiabi alliance had arrived, the two forces started to prepare a grand meeting with every important authority.
Both Shane and Dalia were invited too, which meant that their hidden identity had been figured out by everyone.
However, that was not problematic and Dalia used her silver origin flame to revert the changes she had done within her and Shane's faces.
As such, everyone would be able to tell who they were, as long as one lived for more than 50 years.
This was because their faces had spread in the news after Shane had annihilated the Shore clan.
Jason didn't really think that this was important because they had other things to take care of.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})He had wanted to use his freetime during the grand meeting in order to meet up with Mike and the others whom he had hired to copy the Doom Crawls body refining manual.
But, before he knew what was going on, Midra and Ysla had appeared in front of him.
Jason was not sure what was going on, but Midra told him that he had to attend the grand meeting too.
Initially, he didn't want to do so, however, one simple sentence convinced him to attend the meeting!
"The Ifrytor race has been suppressed and annexed by the Drake alliance! If you want to claim your opponent to take revenge, you'll have to do that today!"
Jason was not sure why Midra had told him this, but he was glad that she did as his bloodlust and the desire to kill the Ifrytor intensified.
His Celestia aura had leaked for a second and for a quarter of this second, it had been fully intertwined with the blood-red color that bothered every foreign race.
'What kind of race can change one's aura according to their exposed emotions?' Midra wondered as she stared at Jason's aura that had manifested as fast as it had vanished.
Because it was a formal meeting, Jason had to change his clothes which took only a few minutes.
After that, he manifested Artemis' wings before he followed Midra and Ysla.
They attended the grand meeting too, and it was only when Jason saw that the center of the camps was a huge building complex, he knew where the meeting would be held.
With his mana eyes activated he was able to perceive every little detail within the building complex as more than a hundred mana cores came into his sight.
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'So..those are the important people that might be able to change mankind's future?'
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