It was not like Jason adored mankind or would give his life for them, but his masters had always wanted him to help find back to the right path!
Shane's last words were also about mankind and that he shouldn't abandon them.
As such, in order to honor and repay the debt Jason thought to own his masters, he wanted to become what both Shane and Dalia wished him to be.
That was to become someone who protected the weak and helped mankind surviving the Great Argos war, and the tumultuous future that laid ahead!
Jason was not even sure how many innocent people have died during the last two years and the number was likely to be in the billions.
The situation on Canir should already be dangerous, but what about the Archipelago? Were the islands able to defend themselves, or did all of them become desolate as it happened with Astrix?
He sincerely hoped that this was not the case, and Jason couldn't help but feel restless.
Yet, Jason was aware that the Burane race's assassination was just considered as the first attack of the Drake alliance!
The number of foreign races on Argos was unknown, but it was evident that their young prodigies' numbers were minuscule.
Furthermore, the Elvyr race embassy might have the smallest number, but their cultivation rank was the highest, by far!
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Jason had only seen the Owl-bear that was even stronger than the Elvyr race embassy, however, that was because it had broken through thanks to his primal bloodline awakening.
The Owl-bear had resided on Argos since the mana awakening and emerged from one of the first temporary world bridges that were a lot more stable than the permanent world bridge through which the Elvyr race had emerged!
This was because there was a distinct difference between a temporary -and a permanent world bridge, which was in fact the time they were destined to remain intact.
Yet, Jason's mind was focused on something different. The Owl-bear's appearance might be interesting under normal circumstances, but there were more important things to take care of right now!
The few Evlyrs that had waited for him looked at Jason emotionlessly as if he hadn't said anything.
This was not the case at all, and he was fully aware of this as his mana eyes were able to detect faint fluctuations connecting the Evlyrs with each other.
'Are they transmitting their thoughts through the mana currents?' Jason wondered which led him to release a paper-thin thread of mana.
He controlled it and lead it towards Fasro with a slow, yet, steady pace. It was only when his mana thread came in contact with Fasro that he issued a faint [Hello?] within his mind.
Fasro's liquefied quicksilver body suddenly jolted and he turned towards Jason as if he was in shock he made exactly the same as Jason did, only much faster.
A paper-thin thread of mana shot towards Jason as Fasro asked
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})[You have already learned how to use voice transmission? Since when?"]
Fasro had been in shock way too often during the last few hours, and it was already too much for him to digest that Jason was a halfling from the Celestia race!
He had never heard something so ridiculous but Jason was the living evidence that nobody tried to fool him.
Nevertheless, Fasro knew about Jason's capabilities and how strong he was if one were to exclude the fact that Jason seemed to be able to unleash his bloodline for a few seconds as it happened during the Blood eclipse.
As such, he knew that Jason had been unable to execute voice transmission before!
[Just now. It's extremely beneficial and nobody can listen to our conversation without revealing one's mana fluctuations! Quite convenient!]
With that being said, Jason severed the connection to Fasro but instead of waiting for the Elvyrs to come to a conclusion, he decided to intercept their secret conversation.
He controlled his paper-thin mana thread precisely and cut in their conversation which allowed him to hear.
[Celestia Yaldra said we shouldn't force his son to follow us! As such, we can simply record what the youth said and leave. There is no need for us to create hostility with the Burane and Myöldra race! We might be stronger, but that doesn't mean we should offend every single weaker race...]
This sounded logical, and instead of eavesdropping any further, which was not something Jason had planned to do, he simply transmitted what he wanted to say
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})[Sorry for joining the conversation just like that, but I wanted to remind all of you that you can simply speak to me. I don't care about my background, heritage, or anything like that. If the embassy of the Elvyr race doesn't want to help, that's fine too.
I don't really know my father, but I can tell that offending two higher races is insignificant if a Celestia were to owe your race a favor! Yet, if you guys were to leave me behind in a death zone like Argos, wouldn't that make Celestia Yaldra angry?
Furthermore, there is not a single foreign race that had been able to emerge on Argos with the same cultivation stage as the Elvyr race embassy has! As such a single Evlyr with nine small solidified prismarine crystals should be stronger than the army of several common races, or a few dozen powerhouses from the higher races!]
Jason knew that he was playing with words but at the same time he could tell that it was necessary to receive the Elvyr race embassy's help.
What he had said was not even a lie, and he was sure that his father must have offered something in return for their help, otherwise, it wouldn't make any sense!
As such, Jason thought that he could as well exploit this and make use of every possibility.
The entire human race was on the brink of extinction, or facing lifelong enslavement, either way!
After he had finished his words, the paper-thin thread of mana dispersed, and Jason felt extremely weak out of a sudden.
He almost puked blood and tasted the smell of iron on his tongue.
'I need at least two or three months to recuperate completely…fuck!' He thought, sighing deeply as he perceived that the faint mana fluctuations of the Evlyrs had been severed.
After that the Elvyr, Jason presumed to be the leader of their embassy, stepped forward.
"We can help you, but there is one condition you have to fulfill!"
Before, Jason expected that the Elvyr race would try to leave, thinking that the benefits were not enough to outweigh the dangers of offending two higher races.
However, this seemed to have changed after Jason's short dialogue that sounded logical in the embassy's opinion.
Nevertheless, in the past, there had been stronger races that promised the Elvyr race something, only to have been lied to! In the end, they had been exploited while saying that they were lucky that they had not been annihilated.
This was labeled as their reward and the same happened with many races, which was something Jason couldn't know.
As such, he simply nodded his head when he heard that the Elvyr race had a condition, thinking that it was something common to happen, only to squint his eyes at the exact content of the condition.
"You will have to sign a soul contract with the Elvyr race, with one clause stating that you owe us a favor that is equal to your life! At the same time, only Celestia Yaldra will be able to dissolve your favor by signing a soul contract that he owes us a little favor!"
Jason was not sure whether the Elvyr had thought about this in detail, and it might be due to his inexperience, or that he had not been prepared to help the human race in fighting against two higher races.
Nevertheless, Jason couldn't help but smile, thinking that he had gone insane as he asked
"Don't you think that will enrage my father...at least the part 'equal to your life'? Have you ever considered that your words might cause your entire race's annihilation?"
He never assumed his father to be a good father or anything like that, but what Jason could tell was that his father was a prideful being, which was to be expected from a race that was consistent with divine beings!
Would his father really allow the Elvyr race to force him to do something that might tarnish his reputation?
