Chapter 328


    In the heart of Amber Valley, the chieftain of the vale, a gaunt old man known for his cunning and


    might, gathered his top three master assassins along with a hundred elite killers. Their presence


    was a silent storm brewing that could not afford the slightest hint of discovery, not even the whisper


    of a spider''s web or the trace of a horse''s hoof.


    Lord Viperbane graced the asion with his formidable presence, bringing with him his five trusted


    warlords, including Neasilis, and a hundred of the finest warriors from his royal guard.


    The significance of this assembly was monumental yet carried out with utmost discretion, for they


    had to remain unseen by all.


    Their teams dispersed into the dense woods, vigntly monitoring the surroundings with keen


    alertness, ready for any sign of disturbance.


    "Greetings, Grand Elder," said the chieftain of Amber Valley, his sacred aura retracted to resemble


    nothing more than an ordinary elder. But throughout the Nortnds, none could deny his lethal


    reputation, matched only by the Bloodlore Commander. Bing the target of an Archmage''s


    assassin was a fate no one wished to meet.


    Lord Viperbane, his own aura concealed, stood tall and imposing in his ornate robes, his chiseled


    features unable to hide his regal authority. "Grand Elder, shall we reaffirm our pact?" He had made


    a covenant with an Elder sent by the Grand Elder, but before the nmenced, he wished to


    hear the affirmation from the Grand Elder''s own lips.


    The Grand Elder, with his refined and schrly demeanor, smiled calmly and responded casually to


    both the chieftain of Amber Valley and Lord Viperbane, "As I have agreed, I shall not renege. Once I


    have Cobalt Strike under my control and secure the Commander''s seat, I will publicly ally with you,


    Lord Viperbane. We shall advance or retreat together, sharing in both glory and disgrace!"


    "And let us not forget our role in Amber Valley," the chieftain of the vale interjected with a dry


    chuckle.


    "Only through the alliance of our three factions can we shatter the millennial order of the


    Nortnds." the Grand Elder nodded. His desire for cooperation extended beyond the present into


    the future.


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    "A written agreement for our first coboration is necessary. I drafted one myself beforeing;


    would you both care to review it?" Lord Viperbane, in approaching Cobalt Strike, was taking a


    colossal risk. The Eight Orders of the Nortnds were united in their enmity, and should he fail and


    the news broke, it would be tantamount to dering war against the Eight Orders. Before the other


    four kings could even react, the wrath of the Eight Orders could tear Lord Viperbane to shreds.


    A ruler of the Nortnds for many years, Lord Viperbane, was no foolhardy man, nor would he


    blindly trust a request from the Grand Elder without solid assurance. Could it be a trap? ,He must


    have a written agreement! A document that would ensure his safe exit.


    "Gentlemen, please peruse this," offered Neasilis, presenting a golden scroll of parchment, casting


    an additional nce at the Grand Elder. He had underestimated the old fox''s ruthlessness; to plot


    against the Commander and the Botanic Haven Elder was bold indeed. Neasilis wondered what


    could have provoked the Grand Elder to make such a drastic decision, for even the slightest mishap


    could spell doom for him.


    The golden scroll meticulously listed sixteen provisions, including details of the tripartite


    cooperation, ns for future development, and procedures for handling unexpected situations.


    After scrutinizing the document, the chieftain of Amber Valley found no objections. He valued this


    alliance highly; a royal house, an organization, and a guild of assassins together could surely upend


    the millennial order of the Nortnds and break the dominance of the Eight Orders and the Five


    Lords. If yed correctly, Amber Valley''s position in the Nortnds would rise significantly once


    their ns came to fruition.


    The Grand Elder examined the document and discovered a subtle secret within – the future alliance


    would be led by Lord Viperbane, with Cobalt Strike and Amber Valley in support, implicitly defining


    the ranks within the trio.


    Pretending not to notice, the Grand Elder bit his finger and signed in blood. Agreements were one


    thing, but once he acquired the Commander''s prized treasure, his power would surge, surpassing


    Lord Viperbane and everyone else in the Nortnds. Then, who led and who followed would no


    longer be dictated by mere parchment.


    Seeing the others sign with ease, a rare smile crossed the normally stern face of Lord Viperbane as


    a surge of boldness filled his chest. The ancient order of the Nortnds would be shattered by his


    hand!


    "Any other concerns?" Lord Viperbane asked.


    "Just one," he continued. "Within Cobalt Strike, the only threats are Commander Kashann and the


    Botanic Haven Elder?"


    "On my honor, I assure you!" the Grand Elder dered.


    Lord Viperbane nced at Neasilis, who nodded in agreement. Once those two were dealt with,


    there would be no one else of concern.


    The Grand Elder''s expression grew serious. "Let us depart! Conceal your presence and leave no


    trace. Once we are near Cobalt Strike, follow mymands. We shall take control with minimal


    cost and the slightest of whispers."


    And so, the trio of powers set forth to change the destiny of the Nortnds, each with their own


    secret ambitions and the unspoken knowledge that the oue of this alliance would determine the


    new rulers of their world.