Reaper of the Martial World

Book 10: Chapter 85: Wreak (1)

“Good. Since you’re so sensible and can speak for everyone, that makes things easier.” The young man continued with a smile.

“Cal, what exactly is it that you’re trying to do.”

Among those left, there was only one woman aside from another young man who had yet to speak. Of course, she was the most uncomfortable with what was currently happening. Though she too wanted to scheme some benefits from this thankless post, she didn’t want to go too far.

“What’s there to be so worried about?” Cal responded. “Even if we are ranked lowly among our fellow genius sprites, the fact we rank among them at all should make our value to our various Clans fairly clear to you all. Don’t you think it’s your good luck to be serving us?”

Cal’s meaning was obvious. They were only ‘trash’ among the highest-level geniuses, but compared with a common sprite, they were still several levels above, let alone when compared to those of them here from the tower quadrants.

“What do you want us to do?” True God Star asked.

“Nothing much. You have one of two options. You can either give us 50% of your merit points upon completing a mission, or you can… pay us in other ways to reduce that price.” Cal’s eyes still refused to leave Cativa’s body. “Of course, in return, we will help you in whatever ways we can. It’s not impossible even to make the ten minute spar a bit… easier on you.”

Of the requirements, the last was definitely the most difficult even if it didn’t seem this way. Of the Sprite geniuses, all of them were within the Dao Realm. To last ten minutes against them was a pie in the sky for most here.

“Don’t take things too far.” The last silent young man suddenly spoke.

Unlike when the woman spoke, Cal furrowed his brows this time. Reason being… This young man was an Oracle Sprite.

“What are you trying to say?”

The young man shrugged. “Some things just might not be as easy as you think.”

Cal snorted. These damned Oracle Sprites, always trying to seem mysterious. If they really could tell the future, wouldn’t they be undefeatable? Obviously, they had no ability to, they were limited in too many ways. Namely, 99% of them had an inability to predict Fates outside of their own. So, doing something as ridiculous as trying to scare him with a few words bordered on nonsense.

“There are other ways to pay us as well.” Cal directly ignored the young man. “I hear the Tower Quadrants have quite a boldly named title… True Gods, I believe it was? From my understanding, the rewards for earning this title are quite lucrative. Although I doubt there are any treasures you have that could blow my mind, I’m quite open to being proved wrong…”

Though True God Star maintained his smile, there was a deep complexity swirling in the depths of his pupils. But, he managed to take a deep breath and respond.

“We accept.”

Cativa, who had spent all of this time expressionless, believing that her husband would fight for her honor in the end, suddenly became ashen. Though her face didn’t so much as twitch, it was simply too difficult to hide the physiological response of being betrayed in this way.

Had the husband she had always been so proud of… sold her off for such minor benefits?

The remaining young woman looked toward Cativa, biting her lip before turning away. She really couldn’t stand to see such things, but she also didn’t want to offend Terren and Cal for individuals she didn’t know. She had already made her attempt, and since it failed, there was no point in trying again. historical

The worst part of it all was that Cativa knew her husband’s personality well. If things really happened this way, she could forget about the Empress title. Not only would she lose all of her dignity, True God Star would never care to repay her for it. He might soothe her with some empty words, but there would never be anything tangible. Maybe one day she’d be killed without her knowledge just so that he didn’t have to be reminded of this day’s shame.

Terren suddenly laughed. “It seems you’ve already decided on the price for your help. Wouldn’t I be missing out if I didn’t choose next?”

His eyes greedily swept over the crowd.

Some were nervous and shrank back, but there would always be some bold women who put themselves of display. Rather than being sold out like Cativa had been, why not take control of the situation? This way, they could cut out any middleman and take advantage of the situation directly.

Terren saw many women who caught his attention. He had always believed that normal humans were impure and couldn’t possibly stack up against the beauties among their sprites, but it seemed he had underestimated mankind too much. There were a few here who stood even above many sprite beauties he had seen in the past.

However, a moment later, he saw something curious. Many were either nervous or bold, but there was a group of individuals who seemed neutral, as though the matters going on here had nothing to do with them. Some of them watched on with curious and amused expressions, while some directly ignored the situation entirely.

At the forefront of this group stood a young man who held one of these curious, amused expressions. But often times, he would turn and speak to the women by his side as though he didn’t care how this all ended.

It was then Terren’s eyes lit up.