On the other side at the sa ti.
Aster Grant didn’t waste any ti and rushed through The Crimson See’s Void Gate to Azurea at full speed.
His primary task at this mont was to reach The Crimson See’s Sacred Beastbond Pool as soon as possible to fully awaken the Divine Pattern!
Under his utmost speed, his figure quickly appeared outside the capital city of The Crimson See located on Azurea.
"Lilith, where is the entrance to the Sacred Beastbond Pool?"
Standing in front of the towering city gate, Aster Grant asked Lilith in the Beastbond Space through his spiritual power.
However——
"I don’t know!"
This answer not only left Aster Grant stunned but also confused the other beasts in the Beastbond Space.
Not knowing?
As an Ancestor Level existence of The Crimson See, Lilith held the highest position within The See.
Yet...
She actually didn’t know the location of the Sacred Beastbond Pool?
Feeling everyone’s confusion, Lilith shrugged helplessly:
"I’ve always stayed in Alternate Space, why would I be interested in finding out the location of your Human Race’s Sanctum Pool?"
This response made the corner of Aster Grant’s mouth twitch slightly.
Thinking carefully...
It does kind of make sense!
Since no answer could be obtained from Lilith, Aster Grant’s gaze turned to the towering cathedral in the center of the city.
It seems that the only option is to ask the person in charge here.
He took a deep breath and stepped into the city.
...
At that mont, inside the central cathedral of The Crimson See.
Cecilia stood alone before the stained-glass window, sunlight spilling through the glass casting a mottled light across her pale face.
Since the Blood Progenitor event had settled, the Queen of the Holy See had set off to Draconia, entrusting the affairs of the Azurea See entirely to her, the Saintess, to handle.
Yet——
"Saintess, isn’t it ti for you to explain about the whereabouts of the Sacred Beastbond Pool?"
"My patience is extrely limited!"
A hoarse voice suddenly broke the peace of the cathedral.
An elderly man in a white robe approached slowly, a dangerous gleam flashing in his cloudy eyes.
Oz!
Also a bishop of The Crimson See.
Primarily managing the affairs within Azurea!
As the main administrator for The See in Azurea, Oz had always outwardly complied but inwardly defied the Queen’s rule.
Only due to lack of strength had he remained dormant.
But the news of the Queen deciding to submit to Draconia had completely ignited his long-suppressed rage.
His son had indirectly died in an accident involving a Draconian soldier in the past.
Thus, his hatred towards Draconia was imnse.
Therefore, upon learning of the Queen’s decision, he secretly imprisoned another bishop loyal to the Queen and incited several Monarch Level powerhouses of Azurea See to rebel.
And the first step of the rebellion was to control the Sacred Beastbond Pool.
As long as this was taken over, they could mass-produce Monarch Level powerhouses.
Even though breakthroughs through the Sanctum Pool were only of the "Fake King Level," it still surpassed the Commander Level by far.
However, the first step was now stuck.
Unlike Draconia’s publicly known Sacred Beastbond Pool, The Crimson See’s pool’s location was considered top-secret.
Only the Queen and the Saintess knew the specifics.
Moreover, the Holy See’s Queen was very averse to the Fake King Level existing.
She had always believed that the Monarch Level achieved through the Sanctum Pool was rely a shortcut.
Therefore, unless necessary, she forbade Commander Peaks from using the Sanctum Pool to break through to Monarch Level.
This also led to dissatisfaction among many Commander Peak Beast Tars who could not break through to the Monarch Level.
The support from these Commander Peak Beast Tars...
That’s exactly what gave Oz the courage to rebel!
At this mont, all corners of the cathedral were filled with those Commander Peaks he incited. Once he controlled the Sanctum Pool, he could quickly form a Monarch Level army.
However.
Cecilia rely lifted her eyes slightly, her blood-red pupils flickering over Oz’s sinister face before regaining her calm.
This bishop only had her imprisoned here and dared not harm her.
Once the Queen in the Alternate Space discovered this, the crisis here would naturally be resolved.
All she could do was...
Silently wait!
Seeing Cecilia’s inflexible deanor, anger surged on Oz’s face.
"Cecilia, just because I call you Saintess, don’t really think you are one."
"You’re just a child the Queen picked up from the outside, rely with a bit higher talent!"
"If you don’t reveal the location of the Sacred Beastbond Pool, even if I kill you, the Queen won’t do anything to ."
Cecilia remained silent as ice, not even her eyelashes fluttered.
The secret of the Sacred Beastbond Pool, she would not divulge even a word, even in death.
Oz’s face twisted with rage, veins bulging on his neck, though he forcefully suppressed his fury.
He turned abruptly, his robes tracing an arc in the air.
"Rember, you only have until tomorrow."
He stopped at the door, his cold voice slowly echoed:
"If by this ti tomorrow you still remain silent..."
"That elderly bishop who watched you grow up will pay the price for your obstinacy."
This statent pierced into Cecilia’s heart like a sharp sword.
The other bishop, though diocre in strength, had been family, caring for her and the Queen since they were young.
Almost equating to a grandfather to her and the Queen!
Thus, upon hearing this, Cecilia froze in shock.
Her pale fingertips unconsciously dug into her palm.
She wavered slightly.
...
Dusk enveloped Crestholm in a blood-hued glow as Aster Grant paused before an old inn.
The murmurs of the street crowd continuously reached his ears——
"Have you heard? Tomorrow Bishop Oz will publicly open the Sacred Beastbond Pool!"
"Everyone stuck at Commander Peak can finally break through!"
"We’ve been waiting for this day..."
Aster Grant’s brows gradually furrowed. Allowing a large number of Commander Level powerhouses to forcibly breakthrough via the Sanctum Pool?
Is this bishop in his right mind?!
While this forced rapid Power gain might achieve quick results, it would permanently damage the cultivators’ potential.
Moreover, these Fake King Level Beast Tars...
What role could they possibly play in fending off the Demon Clan?
Fodder?!
Aster Grant sighed softly, shaking his head.
"If this bishop’s plan cos to fruition..."
The future of The Crimson See might be forever ruined as a result.
Looks like tomorrow, I must have a good "talk" with Bishop Oz.
Pushing open the creaking inn door, Aster Grant headed directly up to the second-floor guest room.
At present, there was a more important task to accomplish——
That was to form a contract with Sally!
For this little cat maid who’d been so eager to serve him.
Aster Grant had decided to fulfill her wish!
Once Sally and I form a contract...
The little cat maid would no longer call him Master Aster!
Instead, she would call him...
Master!
Thinking of this, a gentle smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of Aster Grant’s lips.
It’s just that, regarding this decision, the little cat maid wasn’t yet aware!
But this would perfectly surprise her!
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