"Let's say I believe all your words," Isabella said after a long pause, her brows slightly furrowed as she tried to process everything he had just told her. Her tone was no longer mocking or doubtful, but neither was it fully convinced. "Does that an if I join you, I will have to leave the Black Dragon Clan?"
Max shook his head without hesitation, his expression calm and composed as if he had already considered such a concern long ago.
"No," he replied. "You will remain a mber of the Black Dragon Clan, just as you are now. Nothing about your position here will change. However, at the sa ti, you will also beco a mber of my force."
His words were simple, but the aning behind them was far deeper. He was not asking her to abandon her roots. He was asking her to step beyond them.
Isabella nodded slowly, absorbing his answer as her thoughts continued to shift.
"I understand that you are creating this secret force," she said after a mont, her eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at him again. "But I want to know sothing more important."
Her voice grew more serious as she continued, "What is the true goal of this force? What is your ultimate purpose in creating it?"
Max remained silent for a brief mont before answering, his tone steady but leaving no room for negotiation. "That is sothing I cannot tell you," he said calmly. "Only those who are truly part of my force have the right to know that."
Isabella did not respond imdiately. Instead, she lowered her gaze slightly, her mind falling into deep contemplation. The room grew quiet once more as she began weighing everything in her heart.
As a genius of the Black Dragon Clan, she had always carried ambition within her, a desire to reach heights that most could not even imagine. Yet at the sa ti, she was painfully aware of the limits imposed by her identity.
No matter how talented she was, she was still bound by the status of the Black Dragon Clan, a third rate force in the vast Divine Realm. That ceiling was sothing she had always known existed, even if she had never spoken about it.
And now, Max stood before her, offering sothing that directly challenged that limitation.
He spoke of reaching the peak of the Divine Realm as if it was not a distant dream but a possible future. He spoke of surpassing Zain even before she fully awakened her Imperial Bloodline, sothing that sounded impossible on the surface.
Yet when she thought about everything she had seen from him so far, his monstrous growth, his overwhelming strength, and the countless impossibilities he had already turned into reality, she found it difficult to dismiss his words as re arrogance.
That was what made this decision so difficult.
"I need so ti to think about this," Isabella finally said, lifting her head as she looked at him again, her expression serious and conflicted.
She understood very clearly what accepting his offer would an. Joining his force was not sothing she could treat lightly. It would require complete commitnt, not just in na but in action and loyalty. It would an placing her future, and perhaps even her fate, in his hands.
But at the sa ti, the possibility he offered was sothing she could not ignore.
Was she ready to take that step?
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Did she truly believe in him?
Was she ready to take that step?
Did she truly believe in him?
Or was this nothing more than a gamble with everything she had?
As these questions echoed within her mind, Isabella realized that for the first ti in a long while, she did not have an answer.
"You can take your ti," Max said calmly, his tone steady as if he was in no hurry to receive her answer.
"Hm." Isabella nodded lightly, though her mind was still caught between hesitation and temptation.
For a brief mont, silence returned to the room, but then sothing seed to cross her mind. Her expression shifted slightly, and she looked at Max with a more serious gaze. "Since you were honest with about your bloodline," she said slowly, "then I will also tell you sothing about the Imperial Bloodline."
Max's eyes sharpened slightly, his interest imdiately piqued.
"The dragon heart that lies deep within the Black Dragon Clan," Isabella continued, "was not created by the clan itself. It was brought here from a forbidden planet known as Orion."
The mont she spoke that na, the atmosphere seed to change subtly, as if the word itself carried a weight that could not be ignored.
"I have heard rumors," she went on, her voice lowering slightly, "that thousands of years ago, an actual true dragon died on that planet. Not a descendant, not a bloodline carrier, but a genuine ancient dragon whose existence surpassed what most beings in the Divine Realm could even comprehend."
Her eyes flickered with a faint hint of awe as she spoke. "The heart that our clan possesses… it is said to have been taken from that dragon's corpse."
Max listened silently, but his focus had already deepened.
Isabella continued, her tone growing more thoughtful. "If a single heart from that dragon could beco the source of the Imperial Bloodline within the Black Dragon Clan, then it is only natural to assu that the rest of its body did not simply lose its value. The remaining corpse of that dragon on Orion could very well still contain a similar source… or perhaps sothing even greater."
"A forbidden planet… Orion," Max repeated slowly, his eyes narrowing slightly as interest flashed within them.
If what she said was true, then this was not just a rumor. It was an opportunity.
If there existed another source tied to the sa dragon, then it might offer him a path that did not require Isabella's death. It might even provide sothing far beyond what the heart alone could offer.
"Tell more about this Orion," Max said, his voice calm but carrying an unmistakable intensity.
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