Seeing Angel still hesitate and doubt, Olao continued, "Perhaps the master has something he wants to tell Adanis and me through you."
After a pause, Olao said, "I beg you to come in and take a look... Adanis and I have both waited far too long."
As he spoke, Olao suddenly raised a hand to cover his chest. Strands of dim crimson aura drifted out from it.
"I swear upon my life that within the Clear Sky Poem Room, I will not allow you to suffer any harm." Olao stared at Angel. "Even if I was mistaken and you cannot enter the Clear Sky Poem Room, I will still ensure your safety."
Adanis abruptly turned her head. "Olao, you!"
The latter half of Olao's words had been aimed at the "contract" Adanis had mentioned before. Even if Angel could not enter the Clear Sky Poem Room, Olao would guarantee his safety. This meant that if Adanis truly tried to harm Angel, Olao would stand with Angel. These two spirits who had dwelled together in the Clear Sky Poem Room for ten thousand years might even turn against each other, blade to blade.
It could be said that Olao's oath was brimming with sincerity.
Adanis forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart and looked at Olao. "Are you really so certain that he can bring news of Augustine?"
"I'm not certain," Olao said, "but at least it is a hope."
"Hope? Relying on that unreliable Augustine? Ridiculous."
This time, Olao fell silent for a very, very long time. So long that Adanis had begun to think he would not answer, before he finally said in an exceedingly low voice, "...Adanis, I can no longer afford to wait much longer."
At Olao's words, Adanis's pupils shrank slightly. She had originally wanted to