Undying Warlord

Dilan was not sure what to think about the slaves Brashta had mentioned earlier but he chose to speak about it.

He sensed that there was something important about it, which he had to know before agreeing to a deal with the Ligrav and Rasnian race.

Yet, even before he could speak about the slaves, a notification popped up right in front of Dilan’s face.

[Access permission to God Valgard’s Sacred Shop (Basic) has been granted. Sacred Sun Points can be exchanged with all kinds of goods!]

Dilan halted in his tracks for a moment. He opened his Ancient Log, where he found a small Sun icon, on which he tapped to open the Sacred Shop mentioned by Brashta.

A big window similar to the online shops he knew about opened on a new holographic screen.

Dilan searched through the Sacred Shop for half a minute while his focus was on the [Slaves] column, where he could clearly see that there were a total of six different races that had been enslaved.

‘I have a bad feeling…’

There were even Tier-3 Slaves that could be purchased as long as one had enough Sacred Points. Their prices was in the millions, so Dilan didn’t bother focusing on the actual price.

However, something felt extremely off._-.

“By the way, what is that about slaves? I see that there are a total of six different races exhibited in the Sacred Shop.”

Dilan sounded extremely calm and as if he had merely noticed this just now. It was as if he didn’t give the slave topic much attention.

Brashta noticed this, which was why she thought about her answer for a moment before concluding that the human race had their fair share in the practice of slavery as well.

“We have enslaved the beings of races we defeated. They’re great laborers and have other powerful characteristics as well. Some are strong and are great manufacturers, some are knowledgeable blacksmiths, while others are merely good enough to do some chores.

Brashta could say a lot more about the races both the Ligrav and Rasnian annihilated in the name of the Sun God Valgard.

But she didn’t feel the need to do so as her expression turned in disgust at the mere thought of some races.

Some had been like cockroaches, nasty pests that were seemingly impossible to eradicate, while others had been too strong to let them to live, even if they were to be enslaved.

‘So you guys annihilated other races…and you act so nonchalantly with it…Looks like you didn’t understand why I asked you about the slaves.’

Dilan was still calm but his mind was working relentlessly, slowly forming the grand picture of the foreign races he was surrounded with.

The information Brashta’s comment and behavior revealed was more than enough for Dilan to be vigilant. He believed that the Sun God Valgard might attack the human race the moment he knew that they were not dangerous enough.

However, there was another point Dilan had figured out.

‘She is not scared of me, otherwise, she wouldn’t tell me this information. It could also be her naivety and trust in me but I actually doubt that.

But there should be another reason for the Sun God’s subjects to be so careful around the Sun temple for the last few days…Is it because of the possibility of other temples to emerge nearby, or something else?’

Dilan had yet to understand that the Ligrav and Rasnian race were drastically restricted from expanding further owing to the cold environment in the Shikan plains.

‘It will be fine even if they attack us when they become confident of defeating us. We will take advantage of them while they’ll try to do the same…If the situation gets too risky, I will kill them all!’

There was no way Dilan could trust Brashta, the Ligrav and Rasnian race, let alone the Sun God Valgard.

He wanted to survive, and the same should be the case for the entire human race, without their freedom getting restricted.

Slavery and torture were the worst things someone could face. That was also why Dilan, who had faced numerous obstacles, pain, and a state in which he was almost enslaved in his childhood, felt anger surging up from the depths of his conscience.

However, he had to keep his calm, which was why he swallowed his anger as he asked another question that ought to lead Brashta down the wrong train of thoughts.

“If I were to purchase a slave, how would I be able to ensure their loyalty to me?”

Dilan’s eyes seemed emotionless when he asked this. Brashta didn’t think that it was a big secret, which was why she didn’t feel like hiding it.

“Usually Ancient Magic is performed to bind the slave’s soul to their new master. The master will be able to do anything they please with them. Even eradicating their slaves’ soul will be possible!”

Dilan nodded his head at Brashta’s comment before taking a deep breath.

“If there is nothing else to talk about, I will return to my people, share the details of the benefits Sun God Valgard’s grace has given to us, and we will start hunting monsters for you.”

Dilan acted as if he was delighted to be accepted by them and a worshiper of the Sun God after he had been given the task to hunt monsters in exchange for Sacred points.

This was something Brashta seemed to easily believe, which was the major reason for him to act like this.

“How many monsters will you be able to provide in 9 days?”

Brashta’s sudden question caused the Eternal Guards to look at her with an incomprehensible expression.

‘9 days? What is in 9 days?’ Dilan asked before replying with another question.

“How many monsters do you need in 9 days?”

He wanted to know the exact reason for which they needed sacrifices in nine days. However, rather than asking something that may be deemed suspicious and distrustful, Dilan felt that it was much better to focus on everyone’s expressions.

“If possible we need 25,000 Tier-1 monster corpses. 18,000 if the Tier-1 monsters underwent one bloodline enhancement, 12,000 if they underwent two bloodline enhancements. It would be a third less if their Essence crystals can be sacrificed as well.”

Brashta tried to sound extremely calm, but that was nearly impossible. She had already drawn an inference according to the state of the Miniature Sun.

Nine days.

That was how long the Divinity could maintain it’s current condition without receiving further energy supplies.

The numbers Brastha mentioned were quite high considering that Milarn underwent it’s Primordial Ascension not even a month ago.

However, she had to be as accurate as possible about the number with which the Miniature Sun could be maintained for a week, at the very least.

Dilan didn’t really care about the number of monster corpses she wanted to have in the following nine days. He was more focused on two particular things.

‘Brashta and the Eternal Guards are nervous, while everyone else seems clueless as to why they need so many sacrifices in such a short time. That means only the higher authorities know what is going on, and it is certainly not something good for the Sun temple.

That aside, what exactly are bloodline enhancements? Does she mean the Essence crystal’s quality with bloodline enhancements? Bronze monsters equal to one bloodline enhancement in that sense, I guess?’

It was almost impossible for Dilan to hide his smile. He slowly gained a better understanding of the world in which Milarn had changed to.

He was glad to have approached the Sun temple because he had made huge gains without losing out in any way.

‘I shall tell the others about it as well!’

Having sealed the deal, Dilan smiled as he looked at Brastha.

“I’ll take care of it.”

After that, Dilan bowed faintly, which was the only way he knew of showing respect to others with gestures without coming across as rude to beings belonging to unknown cultures.

He walked past the priestess and the Eternals Guards, feeling unaffected by their presence that was even more distinct than the Blue Tiger’s.

With sheer unbending confidence, he walked down the sun temple’s stairs, and crossed the town, where he was once again eyed warily before he left the town without another backward glance.