My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 770 Discussing Neutrality

We returned to the residence assigned to us, and I felt the shift the mont we arrived. It wasn't overt, nothing dramatic, but it was there in the way the attendants moved, more careful, more alert, eyes lingering a fraction longer than before. The news had already reached this place.

And it wouldn't stop here.

What happened tonight would spread beyond this planet, beyond the Feran's system itself. The Nagas would hear of it. The demons too. There was no containing sothing like that, not when an island had been split apart under an open sky.

The thought drew a faint smile from . I could already imagine Primus's reaction, the sharp bark of laughter when the story reached him.

Everyone drifted off to their own rooms soon after. I returned to mine and settled down, pulling the mory module on runes back into focus. The familiar patterns unfolded again, layers of runes made to work together with other runes and generate sothing complex.

Ti slipped by unnoticed.

When I finally surfaced from my ditation, it wasn't because I was finished.

It was because sothing had entered my perception.

A presence.

I opened my eyes just as it crossed fully into range.

Kael Sharka had arrived.

My perception wrapped around him the instant he crossed the outer gate. I lifted a hand and folded space with a casual motion, pulling him straight into the living room. The air rippled once, then settled.

Essence surged around Kael on instinct, sharp and defensive, reacting to the abrupt displacent. With another small gesture, I smothered it, pressing the turbulence flat until the room was calm again.

"Would you like a drink?" I asked, my tone unhurried.

Kael stared at for a long second, muscles coiled, eyes asuring distances and outcos. Then the tension drained from his posture and he let out a slow breath.

"Space laws as well," he said, clicking his tongue. "Figures."

He dropped into the chair across from without waiting for an invitation, reached for the bottle on the table, and took a long pull straight from it. When he finally lowered it, he exhaled sharply.

"Hoo," he muttered. Then he looked at again. "What you did today… I don't have a better word for it than suicidal."

I laughed softly. "You're reaching conclusions a little too fast."

Kael shook his head, this ti more seriously. "No. If you had offended the Ferans alone, that would have been one thing. Politics. Posturing. Recoverable. But House Goldwing?" He leaned back, eyes narrowing. "That's not a smart move."

I nodded once, accepting the assessnt without argunt. "Maybe not by your standards. But to , Griffins and Ferans aren't all that different."

I leaned forward slightly. "I didn't call you here to debate tonight's events. I called you because I want to discuss sothing."

A low chuckle escaped him. "Let guess. You want my support. Or more precisely, you want the Sharka Tiger Clan to back you against the Ranthors."

I smiled. "Very perceptive."

His amusent faded into a tired sigh. "You're not the first to approach us with that idea. The Nagas have tried. The Elentals too, despite calling us allies in public." He looked at steadily. "Everyone wants leverage. No one wants to be the first to bleed."

I paused, letting the silence stretch while I sorted through what I actually wanted from him or from the Sharka as a whole. When I was honest with myself, there was nothing that they could help with. Also, I wanted no sche in this from my side atleast.

Anjee had given his life while standing beside . And he had done it smiling.

"Do you know soone nad Anjee Sharka?" I asked.

The change in Kael was imdiate. It wasn't dramatic, but it was unmistakable. His shoulders stiffened, his gaze sharpening as if a distant mory had just been dragged too close.

"How do you know that na?" he asked quietly.

"I t him," I said. "What about you? Are you related?"

He shook his head. "Not by blood. But he was one of ours. One of the Sharka sent on an expedition with Vaelix." His jaw tightened slightly. "I rember him because he was the only Sharka on that entire expedition. Even I wasn't told what they were truly heading toward."

I leaned back a little. "What happened to the expedition?"

Kael exhaled through his nose. "Most likely? They're all dead. We haven't heard a word from Vaelix since. The Ferans kept it quiet at first, but when nothing ca back, we knew." His voice lowered. "The Patriarch's youngest daughter was part of that group. We sent search parties. Quiet ones. None of them returned either."

He paused, eyes darkening. "If the Crimson Zone hadn't escalated the way it did, the Patriarch would've gone himself."

Then Kael looked at again, his expression guarded but intent. "Where did you et Anjee?"

"On the expedition," I said.

Kael froze for half a heartbeat. "What do you an?" he asked.

"The sa expedition the Ferans went on," I replied evenly. "I had a lead on that place as well. So I went. And as you can probably guess… we crossed paths."

Understanding crept into his eyes. "You also had a clue about that place?" he asked, disbelief slipping through despite himself. "How is that possible? Only the Ferans and the man who—" He stopped mid-sentence.

I smiled faintly. "The sa man who shared the information with the Ferans also sold it to ."

It was a lie, but a clean one. There was no reason to tell him that the trail had begun near my own world.

Kael leaned back slightly. "So that's where you t Anjee."

"Yes," I said. "That's where we fought. That's where we stood on opposite sides first… and then on the sa one."

He didn't interrupt.

"And that's where Vaelix died," I continued calmly. "Along with the Feran princess."

The words landed hard.

Kael closed his eyes for a brief mont, then opened them again, sothing restrained flickering beneath the surface. "You killed them," he said.

"Yes," I answered.

Silence filled the room. "And Anjee?"

"He joined hands with ," I said, "and beca part of the Order of Absolute."

Kael looked at for a long mont, then shook his head slowly, as if trying to clear an image that refused to fade.

"I can believe you killed Vaelix," he said at last. "Even the princess. Those things… they fit what I've seen of you." His gaze sharpened. "But Anjee betraying the Ferans? That's harder to swallow."