"I've got no goal to begin with."
"That's truly pathetic of you."
"I know, which is why I'm making you my goal."
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Cruelty and treachery are the only ways to advance in this world. With the alluring promise of getting everything once you su...
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"In return, I need your cooperation."
Vior glanced at him with her mouth open, her pupils contracting in astonishment and bewilderment written across her face. Khun arranged something enticing for her, but it was beyond his league. After all, it takes her organization five years to gather at least one piece of information about one of her sealed powers. In total, with the current years, it has been fourteen years, and they have only found three of them so far.
"You... Do you even know what you said is absolutely impossible?" Vior placed the pudding right on top of the bed, crossing her arms in discontent and looking at him with furrowed brows.
"Khun, know your place," Vior said. "My organization is populated with individuals who are far above your current level. Even with a companion by my side, it requires numerous attempts and confirmations to locate those concealed powers. I am reminding you that it is King Zahard, the tower's king, who seals away my power."
Khun was aware of this fact. In fact, he knows that this bargain is impossible to fulfill in his case; however, it is the only thing he can ever offer. "Have you forgotten? I come from one of the great families, something that neither one of your team members had."
She could not deny the fact that her brows furrowed further; she could not help but acknowledge it. Khun was a member of one of the major families, a family that produced the famous princess of Zahard, Khun Maschenny Zahard. She was known to be a beautiful woman who owned one of the twelve-month series, which was sufficient evidence that he could assist her at some point.
Vior contemplates this carefully, unaware of the approaching male that stood in front of her, and lifts her head up, peering towards those pairs of lagoons that mirrored his image. "I can lend you my help," he declared once again. "If it's power you want, I can assist you."
