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Chapter 1430 Summoning The Houses

1430 Summoning The Houses

Aingor was the last Herald of the three governing Deities. He ranked second among the three, or rather, when there had still been three Heralds on Aigas (in the present time).

There had always been rumours about beings who ruled the Severed Union from the sidelines. They were only partly true. It wasn't multiple individuals, but only one: the Herald Aingor and his faceless Emissary.

He was far more active than Erlton, the Reader.

He implemented ideas that he thought would help Aigas in present and future.

He was the one who established the Severed Union, an organisation that – aside from harbouring some of the vilest living beings on Aigas – was also responsible of making sure the great continents of Feinheath and Opungale did not get assaulted by horrors, Cluster beasts for the most part, that went untended from the seas and regions unknown.

The Severed Union also made sure it never got too peaceful on the two great continents. south of Aigas. Bandits would constantly invade and kill, keeping up the vigilance.

Aingor thought a bit of death and suffering would keep experts active and wary. Sure, it worked for the first few centuries after the Ashing of Time, but as time barrelled on, he could only say the initiative had dwindling returns.

Aingor was also the one responsible for tempering with human history records around Feinheath and Opungale. He was the reason why humans and Sif thought the end of the First Grand War came about with the complete defeat of the Giants.

He was also the one who made Maqi believe that during Fulgardt's reign of terror in the Second Grand War, the Sif had sat still, choosing not to land a hand to the humans on Feinheath at all.

None of the aforementioned was not true, of course, but Aingor had believed that when the time was right, it would be beneficial to plunge Aigas into a great war again, stimulating growth, especially with the second falsehood he created. (The one about the Sif.)

Skullius had put a pause to that when he was possessed by Fulgardt's WILLS, and then Boron had forced the matter away entirely with the chaos he had created now.

But now Aingor had no more ideas to implement.

What he had sent Guissepo with was not his own mandate. It was one he was given directly by Suzamete.

Guissepo was to help quell the situation on Aigas.

One of the messages he was sent to Pherdanta with was playing a role at this very moment.

Vali and Maxim rolled their eyes.

Pherdanta expression didn't change.

"I'm all the guarantee that you need," she said sternly. "None of you need to take charge or split off into branches that will risk themselves in the possible danger we will find. That duty will be for me and my Stark Troops. As long as you allow me to perform that duty, you will not die."

"Hahahaha!" Illyinni chortled. "That's a tall, bold declaration, young woman! Hahahahaha!" Her laughter soared... and then it slowed. She found that she was laughing alone.

Agnees, Braxten, Shura and Morde were scanning Pherdanta seriously.

She didn't blink or dodge their piercing stares.

"You're serious?" Illyinni said, frowning. She couldn't believe everyone was taking this woman seriously.

"Well, if a Herald has confidence in you... I'll buy into your confidence for a while," said Shura. "But what of this he said"- he pointed at Guissepo – "about going into the Under. There is one entrance, right? Where this Formula thing used to be. How are we supposed to use it if that's where Boron likely is? We'd be obliterated in a breath, wouldn't we?"

"That is... extravagantly true," Guissepo confirmed and then he turned to Pherdanta. "We can't use that entrance into the Under. We have to make a new one. Rather, she has to."

For the first time, Pherdanta looked less confident in herself.

She knew. A mortal like her could create an entrance into the Under.

Or rather, the Infinite Sword God could.

The technique she needed was not simple, however, and she wasn't sure she'd master it quickly enough.

Pherdanta needed to learn the trick that allowed her master's possessed self – Festos – to match the near-Divine Warmoth's Progeny in the battle that shook Aigas hours ago!