"Be prepared."
"I want to go as far east as possible, and if possible to the end."
That's what Aric originally wanted from Nero.
Azgoth nodded. "I understand. You can go now."
Carl followed the etiquette of the imperial palace and retreated.
Azgoth would pave the way for Carl to gain the support of the military. They would present Carl with problems that need to be resolved with blood and death.
Carl recalled the dream he had in Hilpin: a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
All of that awaited Carl on the road ahead.
Of course, the thoughts he had then and now remained unchanged. As long as he could survive, it was okay.
***
"How come you didn't kill him?" Adrian muttered alone in an empty room.
However, those words were clearly addressed to another person, and a reply soon came back.
"I didn't think it was necessary," a voice responded from the shadows on one side of the room.
