Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2792

Asterion had said what he wanted to say. And Nephis had, too.

In the end, the champions of the Human Domain were unconvinced. Their faith in Changing Star remained unshaken despite the Dreamspawn's efforts. As for their wariness of a new conflict between two Supremes... on one hand, those fears were put to rest. It did not seem like there would be another violent war — at least not anytime soon.

However, at the same time, it was clear that there was a deep animosity between their ruler and the last of the original Sovereigns. More than that, even if Nephis had not outright called Asterion a threat, she made it clear that he was not an ally to humanity. That he could not be trusted.

Some had known it, already. Others were only learning it now.

In any case, the council had served its purpose. The leading figures of the Human Domain had been informed of the situation and witnessed a verbal clash between the Supremes with their own eyes. Eventually, they were dismissed and left the Immortal Flame manor.

Only a few people stayed behind.

On one side of the hall, Nephis and the members of her cohort remained in their seats. Across from them, Asterion was still leaning back in his chair, his legs crossed. Sunny quietly emerged from the shadows.

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

Asterion gave him an amused glance.

“Enjoy myself?"

He pondered the question for a short while.

"No... not particularly. To be honest, I don't really enjoy much of anything — unless I remember to make myself enjoy it."

The answer solidified Sunny's suspicion that Asterion did not experience emotions as ordinary people did. In fact, it seemed that he did not feel anything at all — perhaps he had always been that way, or maybe it was the result of having purposefully neutered his heart with the powers of his Aspect. Now, Asterion only seemed to feel emotions that he chose to conjure... or stole, like a sinister spirit that fed on the emotions of the others.

Sunny sighed.

“That's a pity. I hoped that at least somebody would enjoy that distasteful performance."

Asterion chuckled.

"Well, I'll have to admit it then. It was a bit fun, ruffling your feathers like that."

He looked at Effie.

“Saint Athena, it is a pleasure to see you again. We didn't get a chance to chat the last time... how is your son? Little Ling is such a precious boy. I hear that he is busy studying right now."

Effie regarded him in silence, then looked away with a somber expression.

"You really talk a lot, don't you?"

Asterion shrugged.

“Do I? Well, perhaps. I spent close to decades on the Moon, after all. I couldn't even escape into the Dream Realm or be expelled from this dreary world by its laws, all because of the Unholy thing that dwells there. And as you can imagine, it was not exactly a good conversation partner. In fact, all I could do was hide and pray that it doesn't find me — so, forgive me for finding joy in simple things like talking."

He smiled.

“Ah, but you didn't answer my..."

However, at that moment, Nephis finally interrupted him in a cold tone:

“I just don't understand what you are counting on."

Asterion looked at her in surprise.

"You don't? Oh, my... and there I was, thinking that I explained my plans quite clearly. Considering that you haven't been able to offer me any meaningful resistance, I'd say I am doing well."

Nephis studied him impassively.

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