Green had no objection to Niderland's request. In fact, he liked it. →
He had taken a similar approach with the Cyclops tribe. Green had plenty of patience for long-term investments that promised rich returns.
Setting the Barbarian People aside for now, Green turned his gaze back to Sarbayer. "Your turn. Anything you want to say? Or should I kill you too and pull the memories straight from your soul?"
Sarbayer shuddered. "No need, no need! My esteemed lord, ask me anything. I'll tell you everything I know."
Green narrowed his eyes. He didn't trust the wily old man, but he had no intention of pushing Sarbayer too hard. The Graveyard's assessment had revealed the trump card he was hiding.
Sarbayer carried the bloodline of the ancient Wolf God. He also possessed a Divine Artifact that could summon a fragment of the Wolf God's consciousness, granting him the power to contend with an Early Calamity Rank opponent for a short time.
"A descendant of the Wolf God? So that's your real trump card." Green laid bare Sarbayer's greatest secret as if it were nothing.
"What did you say?" Sarbayer nearly jumped out of his skin. He had never imagined Green could see through him. This was the greatest secret he had ever kept, the heart of his family's Legacy. Even his mother didn't know. When he came of age, his father had found a chance to tell him in private and placed a special secrecy spell on him. Even if Sarbayer wanted to tell someone else, he couldn't. Only when he had a direct descendant of his own could he pass down the secret along with the bloodline.
Sarbayer stared at Green as though he had seen a ghost. His lips trembled. "How... how do you know? That's impossible!"
Green