Some days later, while his influence was slowly spreading throughout the city without facing resistance, Asher sat in his study, looking through the window.
His fingers entwined. Watching over the massive city from this high vantage point was something he might never get used to.
Tiberias was like a city built on a gold mine. His eyes flickered. It was like he could see the earth elemental crystals buried underneath this city. This was the reason that even with the great bombardment of brimstones, only a section of the wall was completely destroyed!
Tiberias had a total of 150,000 civilians, who were probably talking about him in every inn, every tavern, every shop, and every home.
The name "House Ashbourne' was on the lips of tens of thousands, and at this moment, he expected that the smaller territories of other domains were talking of the same thing.
The bright orange rays of the sun flooded the room, dyeing it with a yellowish hue.