When Reedral and Valentine ended the meeting and left, their faces were as heavy and complicated as the bishop in council, Mortor.
They never thought there would be another God hidden within Edatine.
"Reedral, what should we do next?" Valentine asked out of worry.
"Stand strong and stand by the Mist. If the heir of Edatine's throne wasn't the heir of Snake Sect, we could still choose the Snake Sect but now? Other than the Mist, we have no other choice left," said Reedral affirmatively.
Valentine nodded.
Right, they had no other choices left other than the Mist!
Edatine royal court was completely out of the question, it was impossible for them to reach an accord with Edatine VI, the king was as cunning as a jackal.
War God Temple? Same! They might even be more worthy of caution than the king.
Silent Night Secret Society?
