Chapter 408 The Most Guarded Secret

Chapter 408 The Most Guarded Secret

Lysandra's composure momentarily faltered, visibly shaken by Asher's revelations. It was as if a thousand thunderbolts struck her mind.

She had always dreaded the scenario where she would hear these words coming out of a certain someone's mouth, but she never thought it was going to come from the new bloodburn king, a young alien at that. n.(0velbIn

However, she quickly regained her poise, her eyes narrowing as she instinctively countered his claims, "Even if we assume it is true, Agonon would never disclose such a secret to anyone, not even his most trusted aide," she asserted her voice tinged with both skepticism and a hint of uncertainty.

She had spent so much effort for years to keep this secret from ever seeing the light. The last person who would come to know would be him.

Pointing the finger at Asher, she added firmly, "I don't know who you're colluding with to fabricate such slanderous lies, but I'm not going to entertain this any further," Despite her outward dismissal, Lysandra couldn't shake off a nagging doubt within her, as she knew the secret was known only to two people. And she was sure both of them would never betray her.

Asher, sensing the turmoil beneath her composed exterior, sighed, "I told you. Agonon and I developed a certain unexpected friendship due to what we went through and how he thinks I helped him out. He sees me somewhat like a savior, and I understand it might be difficult for you to grasp. So, let's try this instead," he proposed, "Ask me something that only Agonon would know. With my connection to the dimension he's trapped in, I'll get the answer from him."

Lysandra's skepticism was evident in her tone as she questioned Asher's ability to communicate with her son, "You can communicate with my son now using your connection to that dimension? How is that possible?" she asked, her voice laced with disbelief.

Asher responded with a shake of his head, indicating his own lack of complete understanding, "I have no idea how it's possible, but after that mini-quest, the devils seem to have tethered a part of my soul to that dimension. It allows me to talk to Agonon, but I can only do it once a day, after which it requires the sacrifice of some of my life force."

Lysandra's skepticism persisted, but she recognized the opportunity to verify Asher's claims potentially. There was no harm in doing so, no matter how absurd all this was.

Deciding to test him, she proposed a question only Agonon could answer, "Fine then. Ask my son... what was the last thing I told him before he left for the quest."

Asher nodded in agreement and settled down on the floor, "Don't disturb me. I will be back real quick," he stated before closing his eyes and entering a meditative state.

Asher maintained his composure under Lysandra's threat, countering her with a calm yet firm response, "You're free to try that if you wish, but if you do, you'll lose your son forever," he warned, "Even if you manage to break me, I have to willingly sacrifice my life force for the connection to work. But if you break my mind, then the connection will be lost forever since it requires a sound mind to maintain."

Lysandra's frustration was evident as she clicked her tongue. She had a feeling he was lying, but she couldn't afford to be sure of it. He was young, but he was far too cunning for his age.

Asher, sensing his advantage, continued with a slight curve of his lips, "Besides, I've already made arrangements to send a little letter to your husband if I suddenly disappeared during my stay here. I'm sure you might know what the letter might contain."

Lysandra's expression shifted to one of seething rage mixed with a hint of fear, "Don't you dare..." she muttered.

But then her demeanor shifted to a more composed state, despite the internal turmoil she was grappling with, "Even if you did that, there's no way to prove it, especially since my son isn't with me," she pointed out, trying to undermine the threat posed by Asher's letter.

Asher, unphased, nodded in acknowledgment of her point but countered, "You're right. But all it takes is a seed of doubt, even more so in a man like Drakar, to cause some ripples, don't you think?" His words implied the potential for significant upheaval, even without concrete proof.

Lysandra's eyes briefly closed as she battled her frustration. When she reopened them, her gaze was filled with cold determination, her voice measured yet laced with a hidden edge, "Then tell me, what help do you want from me?" she asked.

Asher's response came with a smirk, "Not so fast. Let me first survive the tower," he said.

Lysandra's skepticism was evident in her scoff, "Do you really think I'm foolish enough to believe that? Or are you deluded enough to think you can actually clear the tower?" she challenged, her tone laced with strong skepticism.

Asher's response came with a confident smirk. He pulled his hood over his head and began walking towards the door, his steps deliberate, "You let me worry about clearing the tower. All you need to do now is wait until I'm back," he said.

Reaching the door, Asher paused and turned to face Lysandra. His smile was enigmatic, almost taunting, "So, since it's in your best interest that I return alive, I hope you pray well to the devils and make sure my people are comfortable here. Don't want anyone disappearing while I am away," he quipped before exiting the cellar, leaving Lysandra alone with her thoughts.

Lysandra clenched her fists in frustration. However, the revelation that Agonon was still alive, albeit trapped in another dimension, was overwhelming to process but ignited hope within her, making her cling firmly to it.