Bab 124: 124 – A Prayer

{Vorn's POV}

A few days after his infiltration, John contacted me.

"Soon, I will leave for Ascaind country to meet the representatives there." The shapeshifters explained. "I'll use a wyvern so I can get there quickly."

I run my finger on one of my temples. This is a problem I have yet to really find a solution to. "You know what, John? Just go with the flow. In the end, you weren't asked to persuade them directly, were you?"

"Yeah, I was only ordered to accompany the government people. I was assigned to tell the Ascaind representative about the war." He continued. "Apart from that, I just need to answer their questions."

"I see." I sat back on the throne. "Good luck John. You are our best shapeshifter. I'm sure you'll get through this smoothly."

It is very unlikely that the top officials of the Ascaind country are willing to send the prophet to Durcia, after all. The dispute over the Mythril mines was still ongoing.