The Rise of the Black Plain

Chapter 2766  Informal Alliance

Looking to see who had called his name, Minos saw none other than Ysolt.

Right behind the beautiful orange-haired woman was Mylecent, who looked at him with a totally different surprise from that of his seer. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Oh, I didn't expect to meet you again so soon." Mylecent looked closely at Minos' group, instantly realizing that they were stronger on average.

Even those, like Minos, who hadn't evolved in level, were now stronger than years ago. Even Ysolt, who already had a certain feeling about Minos, couldn't help but watch in silence after calling him.

"It seems that our fates really are connected." Minos murmured as he greeted them, not bothering to introduce his three new companions to the two women who were alone at the moment.

But Mylecent noticed that there were different faces in this group, as well as many of the companions Minos had rescued on that day of escape.

"Where are your friends?" She asked as she approached Minos and kissed him on one cheek, not bothering to greet his wives.

Abby, Gloria, and Ruth watched her closely, secretly annoyed. But they didn't care about Mylecent's friendship and just stood quietly beside Minos.

"They're at our headquarters. We've spent most of these years in seclusion in an area we've chosen as our home." Minos didn't hide the truth. "What are you doing here?"

"Probably the same as you." It was Ysolt who answered. "In search of allies."

"I thought you had your forces around the continent."

"We certainly had and have supporters around Uzira. But most of those we left behind when we were arrested are already dead. Being imprisoned for so many years didn't help us much, I'd say." Mylecent joked about her bad situation. "Unfortunately, you haven't developed enough yet, otherwise I would have made you my ally."

Minos smiled bitterly and asked. "What am I to you now?"

"A friend. Perhaps an external supporter, but not an ally. Making you my ally would make you a target, so we'd better not think about that just yet."

He looked at this white-haired beauty with a peculiar look. "Either you take very good care of your partners, or you're very clever indeed."

"I'm both." She laughed.

"Do you want to accompany us somewhere more private? We can help each other in ways other than a formal alliance." Ysolt suggested, immediately gaining Minos' agreement.

The group made their way to a large building on the third highest street in Hilltop City, where the area's most famous auction house was located. This place had special rooms useful for negotiations during the day and they soon secured one of these spaces.

"We will not form a more formal alliance right now to protect you from our enemies. But we can take advantage of each other's existence here."

"What do you have in mind?" Minos asked as he sat down opposite the two women, with much of his group standing around in this beautiful vintage-style negotiating room, with various snacks and drinks available.

"We can help you get what you want by using our influence, and you'll help us get what we want by working with some contacts we'll be seeing over the next few days." Ysolt explained superficially.

Mylecent asked them, "What do you want?"

Abby said, "Information about a person and recruits. But we can get the recruits ourselves."

"I'm not sure about that, dear." Mylecent smiled at the young necromancer in front of her. "The local forces are very restricted and close together. They have to be, given how difficult it is to keep this place running."

"Yes, that's the case. You probably think you'll be able to attract a few names to your side without attracting local attention, but even those that the local forces don't want on their side, they won't allow you to take them just like that, without an agreement with such forces first." Ysolt looked at Minos seriously.

"Maybe we need a seat at the table with the leaders of this place." Minos suggested.

"We can help you with that." Ysolt understood what he had in mind. "In fact, that was already our plan. We can turn your Armhands group into a smaller Hilltop City faction. From then on, you won't have any problems recruiting cultivators and you'll be able to help us with our plans."

Mylecent looked at Minos and asked, "Who do you need this information from?"

"Someone called Odibrand Redwound." Minos replied.

Ysolt and Mylecent immediately froze when they heard this name, not expecting that Minos was looking for just such a person.

"May I ask why you're looking for information about him?" Ysolt asked.

"It's related to an inheritance we took part in and I completed it. The soul fragment from that inheritance gave me a mission related to him." Minos said just that, not knowing if it was worth mentioning that this mission involved the extermination of anything related to such a cultivator.

"Is this a complicated person?" Gloria asked the seer.

The orange-haired woman sighed as she relaxed against the back of her chair. "Of course. He's no longer alive, if you must know. But he was pretty impressive when he was alive and left quite a legacy behind."

Mylecent said sincerely. "I recommend you give up this mission if there are no drastic consequences for you. I'll be honest, I wouldn't get involved in anything to do with him myself."

This surprised everyone who knew Mylecent's real identity.

How could a woman capable of rebelling against a family that supposedly had Celestials on its side speak with such gravity about such a cultivator?

"Can you be more precise? That soul fragment didn't talk about punishments on that mission, but I got a lot out of it. I don't want to risk it unless it's something really terrible."

Mylecent looked at Ysolt and saw how this woman nodded affirmatively at her. She took a breath and said, "They say that Odibrand Redwound has entered the Upper Realm."

The eyes of every one of those people in that negotiating room went wide, while Minos couldn't help but reconsider everything he knew about the level 124 soul fragment and the level of danger of such a mission.