God's Eyes

It didn't take them long before they reached their final destination, which was a small pagoda in the center of the capital.

Jason didn't expect it to be their destination, and it was only thanks to his mana eyes that he could determine that the pagoda was just a facade to hide something grander.

If Jason had to call it something, the entire pagoda was probably a hidden base of the Gier clan.

He found this to be a little bit over the top because they were literally in the capital of the kingdom governed by the Gier clan itself.

In his opinion, building a hidden base in the center was somewhat of an overkill.

However, who was he to complain? It was always better to be safe than sorry.

Surviving should be everyone's number one priority and Jason understood this quite well!

There were many things he had to pay attention to right now, but Seron, who was staring at him and the baby in his arms, distracted him with a bombardment of questions.

Years before, Seron hadn't been much of a talker, but that seemed to have changed a little bit.

They hadn't seen each other for a year after all, and Jason seemed to have transformed into something unbelievable!

However, thinking that Jason had cut him in between, Seron had turned quiet at the end of their walk.

An awkward silence had fallen around them which caused Jason to start talking about Seron's soulbond; the Earth dragon.

Apparently, it had hatched only a year ago, but its growth rate was still slower than expected.

It had barely liquefied its first drop of mana!

Nevertheless, this was only the beginning and the earth dragon's growth would accelerate after now that the first mana drop had been liquefied

Seron had been lost in thoughts and hadn't realised that they had already reached the pagoda, and upon entering it, Jason was baffled by the interior.

The interior of the pagoda was every bit modernized and equipped with all possible advanced gadgets, complete with an elevator at the end of the large hall.

It was a stark contrast to the exterior view that looked traditional, old, and bland. To say that the pagoda's exterior paled beyond comparison would be a gross understatement.

There was just no scale of comparison and it made Jason marvel at the clan's ingenuity.

Jason had already perceived the Gier clan patriarch's mana fluctuations that seemed to radiate on the higher floor, so he quickly entered the elevator, as he was eager to meet the patriarch.

When he walked out of the elevator, Jason recalled the time he had encountered the Drake clan's patriarch for the first time in his life.

It had been inside one of the Cyro-City's towers a few years ago, and the recollection brought back an unpleasant memory which was not at all comparable to the current situation!

Right now, he could see the Gier clan patriarch sitting on a chair with thick bandages wrapped around his entire body.

His hair seemed to be burned, and he was missing an arm, while his face bore expressions of excruciating pain that he had to endure due to his severe injuries.

The potions he was required to take to reduce his pain and heal him had probably lost some of their efficiency, and Jason pitied him.

From what he'd heard, the Gier clan patriarch might be among the harshest but he was known to be fair.

That was the other second reason for Jason to visit him, while the first was that the Gier clan's combat strength was among the strongest of all big clans right now!

"Hello Jason, how come you visit me so soon? The Great Argos war has just ended!"

The Gier clan patriarch's voice was full of vigor despite his weak appearance and caused Jason to smile lightly.

"Greetings esteemed patriarch. I have multiple reasons to visit you, and one of them was to see Seron. The Great Argos war has brought many casualties and I felt like I had to make sure that everyone I care about is fine!"

While Jason stood opposite Marx Gier, the Gier clan's patriarch, Seron sat down on the king-sized bed, while listening carefully.

Apparently, they were inside Marx's bedroom, but that didn't bother Jason a tiny bit.

"It is great to hear that you share a strong bond of friendship with my son. I hope you won't forget him and give him a helping hand once I'm not there anymore. *Cough* *Cough*

I am not in the best of my health, but I won't die from it. However, I'm still missing an arm and my mana veins have been damaged, which will prevent me from absorbing mana for the time being.

But let's not talk too much about me. I don't think you came here to listen to my complaints! Please tell me, how may I help you?. "

Jason liked how straightforward patriarch Marx was, and he nodded his head to know that there was no need for small talk. He was about to speak when he felt a faint sting in his finger

It was Anna, who had bitten into the finger with which he had been trying to keep her occupied so that he could talk uninterrupted.

Looking down at her, their eyes met and Jason could only faintly realise that she was a transmigrator, and not an ordinary one-year-old baby, despite behaving like one!

It seemed as if the transmigrator had to mould her behavior to that of a baby, or even a part of the deceased's child's soul, traits, and attitude!

Taking out some solid food he had received from the nurses, he fed that to Anna who was nibbling his finger before stating his reason for visiting the capital.

"As you might know, the Gier clan is currently amongst the strongest big clans, if one were to look at the combat strength.

Your clan's soldiers received the least number of casualties and the entire kingdom shouldn't have had too many issues with foreign races.

This seems to be the case if we compare the kingdom's situation to every single other kingdom and country!

I have a favor to ask for and a deal I want to offer the Gier clan!"

Because of Jason's earlier words, Marx Gier could already imagine what his request would be.

However, before he could interrupt, Jason continued to speak.

"I know it might be too much to ask for, but I hope that the Gier clan can build an alliance with other big clans in order to restore Canir to its former glory.

Most big clans around the adjacent kingdoms have suffered a lot and might have been conquered by other big clans, ancient sects, or even other new forces, and I don't think something like this should happen.

Especially not right now! I might not have much I can give in return, but I believe that conquering the other countries is one of your plans, patriarch Marx. It doesn't seem to be...for now at least.

In exchange, I would like to propose my deal. You might not be aware of this, but I am the person who translated the neutral body refinement techniques of the Doom Crawls. I can do the same with the Floating sky movement technique…"

Marx Gier hadn't planned to conquer the surrounding countries yet, but there was no reason for Jason to know this.

Nevertheless, when he heard about Jason offering to translate the entire Floating sky movement technique, he almost jumped up, only to be held back by the pain he was feeling.

"You translated it? How...Shane shouldn't have been able to teach you the universal language! I cannot even speak it correctly, let alone write or read because it's too difficult…"

Jason was confused that the Gier family patriarch didn't know the reason behind this as he had thought that it was already a well-known fact. Thus, he said something he hadn't openly acknowledged before.

"Oh, I'm a halfling hailing from another race, you didn't know that..I forgot!"

Others would have called this move of Jason stupid, but there was a proper reason behind his revelation, and he wanted to use it efficiently!

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