"Deals? Contracts?" I repeated, staring down at Alfred and Kara on one knee.

"Yes, my lord, Arsene claimed that he is able to grant our clan an endless stream of warriors at the stages of World and Higher." Kara humbly said with reverence to my disgust and disbelief. ​​

"Have you seen Silvia?" I asked as my mind flashed to the little firecracker.

"No, but I have felt her presence within the City of Hallr. It seems stable, and she is still pure." Alfred quickly exclaimed. "But... I have seen a rather interesting person, and she is working for Arsene Snow."

"That boy again." I coldly barked as he nodded.

"Zanris Daeva is with Arsene, working as one of his servants." He said as my eyes began to glimmer with anger.

Clenching my fist, ice began to flood my throne as I arose, glaring into Alfred, "What the hell do you mean? Working with Arsene!!! Should that bitch not be in prison rotting in its depts?"

"Be calm, Unnr; no need to be so agitated," Torgeir said with an interesting glimmer. "You cannot fault the girl for her decision. " He said as I stared dead into him, causing a slight smile to surface.

"So you knew?"

"Of course," He said with a calm smile that didn't reach his eyes, "Does the Matriarch wish to punish me?"

Hearing his mocking tone, my intent began to fill the room as cold sweat trickled down his head like streams.

"The House of Scara are to kill her," I cold commanded as he smirked,

"She is not ours; you made us abandon her. Siva was quite livid, but we still followed your orders to imprison her before removing her name from our house. She belongs to Arsene now."

Narrowing my eyes, I continued to stare at Torgeir with malice before smiling. If Torgeir didn't have deep ties to the main branch, I would have wrung his neck before his children. "Tell me about this, Arsene?"

"Monster!!!"

"Bastard!!!"

"Interesting!!"

Sending Torgeir a deep glance, I could not help be curious at his description. "He is cruel at times, but he thinks ahead a few hundred steps. He is a master of the Mask, but he still shows his real self to those around him as a mask within a mask. I cannot figure him out."

Staring at the stack of documents beside me, I spread through the reports of Arsene, frowning at the many contradictions.

"Can we trust him?"

"No" Everyone yelled, causing me to smile,

"If I may, my lady," Kara said with a cold expression, " Arsene, in my opinion, is too adapt at schemes to be trusted. He sees us not as people but rather toys upon a board. I don't know why but the moment I saw him. I had an innate instinct to kill him."

'Agreed," Alfred said in a sinister manner to my surprise, "Those deals sound far too lucrative to be true. There were many to break into the realm of Nascent Soul, while everyone got their wishes to fulfill some way or another; this leaves a major question to be asked. where are the equivalent and exchange Laws?"

"On this, I agree with Alfred, " Torgeir quickly intervene, "Those deals are very suspicious. Especially when we don't know what he could ask for."

"Has anyone spoken with the people Arsene contracted?" I asked as Kara nodded,

"I did my lady, and I found no problems with many of them. Many of them just said Arsene wanted them to spread his name, while others said he wanted them to do something for him. While a few are currently dead, I don't believe it was done by Arsene due to them killing themselves or due to someone killing them."

"So there is no evidence of foul play?" I asked, even more, bewildered as to why both Kara and Alfred were against the idea of Arsene's so call deals.

"My lady, once you meet this boy, you will understand. We cannot trust him. As powerful as I am, I cannot begin to understand how he thinks, and then there are those two monsters. Lilith and Ezra, both of them are World Protectors, yet they are around that boy's age."

Pondering a while, I placed my hands upon my cheeks, "You all may leave," I commanded, watching as they bowed, leaving at my words.

"What do you think?" I asked as a dark voice sounded from the void.

"I think nothing regarding the boy name Arsene; he is only not even in the second major stage of cultivation; what he doesn't matter, but the other two is different. "

"Torgeir did not tell you, but there is a major issue within the capital, all entering around what we believe is from those two girls and from the multiple reports of many having the honor of coming in contact with Freya and Loki, we can confirm Vaevictis is dangerous."

"I would agree; that is why I want you to go and court this so call Lilith. Drug her if you must and allow your cultivation technique to take effect." I coldly said, sending a loving smile towards my son walking out of the shadows.

"And what of Arsene? Form what I hear, he is rather powerful," Havel said with a chilling smile upon his handsome face. Giving a smile, I shivered in his presence, licking my lips.

"What about it? Cripple him, and I am sure those girls will throw him away. Is this not how all cultivators behave? Even a parent will abandon their child if they are useless. And once she has a taste of you, I am sure their hearts will falter to you. "

"Oh, mother," He said, drawing closer, "you say the cruelest things. There is no way you would abandon your baby."

Feeling my stomach filled with butterflies, I smiled, "Hmph, then go find this girl..."

"Mother, she is within the realm of World. Do you really expect me to court her?" he asked in a mocking tone, "Somone at her realm would not even look at me."

"That's why I am giving you this. Your Dual cultivation technique worked on me, making me yours, so it will most definitely work on her. We are both world protectors; drug her like you did me and fuck her silly as you did me. " I said in a lustful manner, unbecoming of my stature.

Feeling my garden begin to cook, I dropped my clothing, falling back upon my throne while stretching my legs wide as my fingers began to dance. Watching me with lust, Havel laughed, dropping his trousers. "You was my greatest conquest; I wonder what father will think once he finds out his wife is now mine."

"Let him," I yelled as Havel pulled me in.

"Tear me up,"