Chapter 367: Going Separate Ways

Maerr-viki Continent, Seraph Kingdom, at Vanadir's pavilion.

"How about it, Ninth Brother? Would you like to form an alliance with me?" Zeldrion looked at Vanadir with a smile as he redirected the offer that was given to him. Of course, hearing how his offer was redirected back at him could not help but make Vanadir slightly frown, pondering over the possible reasons as to why Zeldrion would do something like this.

"Is the reason why you've given me the same offer related to that reason you can't speak of yet?" Vanadir asked, to which Zeldrion lightly nodded, a calm smile still plastered on his face.

"Well, there's that. There's also the fact that if we team up together, with both of our brains and brawns, it wouldn't be impossible for us to take the crown at the war for the throne," the First Prince replied, trying to persuade his younger brother to accept the offer.