Chapter 127: A Century Old Priestess

"Arise." 

Asher said as he sat down.

"Have the plans been made?" He asked.

"It has, your lordship," Alec said. 

"You have less than a month and two weeks to conquer those territories. Where is Uriah? He's a treasured scout and should be among your troops."

"I brought him along, Your Lordship." Lambert said oftly. 

Asher nodded. 

"Good." 

After discussing with them for a brief moment, the commanders left, and as they marched out of the stronghold, thousands gathered to see them off. 

Standing before one of the sacred hall's windows, Asher looked at his pet beast, which was at the forefront of the troop, with a smile on his face.

"Will they hurt my father?" 

Aquilia asked from behind.

"If he doesn't surrender, yes, but since I gave my word, he won't be killed." 

Asher responded without turning his head to look at her.

Aquilia's pupils shook.

"What do you want me to do for you then?"