Chapter 725: Hooked

Chapter 725: Hooked

Bennero watched intently at the woman before him, noticing the fleeting hesitation on her face. He knew he couldn't push her too hard.

As a high-ranking priest, understanding human emotions was his forte. He was also well aware of Asha's stubborn nature. Pushing her too hard might backfire.

"There's another way," Bennero's voice had a sharp edge, his eyes burning with an intensity that seemed to envelop his lipless mouth.

"Miss Asha, you can stay in the temple and wait for him to come to us."

"When he does, I will personally deal with him."

"Will that work?" Asha, upon hearing the High Priest's words, furrowed her brows, her face filled with concern.

She felt that unless the creature was a fool, it wouldn't just barge into the Red Temple. Wasn't that just seeking death?

But Bennero remained calm, shaking his head as he spoke, "If he doesn't come, you lose nothing. Your uncle can still recover here."

"From what I've observed, he seems reckless, probably recently corrupted by the dark powers. He's not fully consumed, still unaware of his limits."

"His audacity to commit crimes in Volantis shows he doesn't regard me."

"So, he might just dare to enter the temple."

Bennero's words were filled with confidence, even arrogance. If this creature did come, Bennero was certain of his ability to handle it.

After all, as the High Priest of the Lord of Light, revered as the 'Flame of Truth', 'Light of Wisdom', and 'First Servant of the Lord of Light', he was the top priest in the Red Faith.

If he couldn't handle such a creature, he wouldn't hold his esteemed position among the talented members of the Red Faith.

"It seems like the best option for now," the slender woman, with her long legs, finally nodded in agreement after a moment of silence.

"Thank you, High Priest, for your assistance."

"You're welcome, Miss Asha."

Bennero's gaze remained steady, the sunlight reflecting off his bald head, adorned with flame tattoos.

The rain last night in Volantis was one of the reasons Gillian managed to escape. Morning dew still clung to the petals and branches, and the ground was slightly muddy.

"In the long night, darkness is everywhere. We all fight for the light," Bennero said with a deep meaning, nodding slightly to another red-robed priest beside him.

"Machyro."

"High Priest."

Standing next to Bennero was a tall, seven-foot priest with skin as dark as pitch.

His rotund belly resembled a large boulder, and his bone-white hair, tangled like a lion's mane, sprawled across his face.

The flame tattoos on his face were even more exaggerated than Bennero's, covering his cheeks and forehead, making him look somewhat fierce.

Yet, facing Bennero, he was humble and devout. Machyro was one of the top priests in the Red Faith, also known as Bennero's right-hand man, and soon to be the envoy to King's Landing.

"Miss Asha Greyjoy."

"This way, please."

Machyro gestured invitingly, ready to show Asha to her quarters in the temple.

Asha hesitated for a moment, looking at Machyro's intimidating appearance, which wasn't much better than the creature from last night. But she nodded, thanked the High Priest, and left.

Bennero watched as Machyro and Asha departed.

Deep within his eyes, a barely discernible flame burned. Some even said it made his eyes appear slightly red.

He looked at Asha's retreating figure, sensing a shadowy mist around her.

His gaze then shifted to a flame burning beside a temple pillar. With a mere thought, Bennero could see the shadow of anyone connected to the flame.

Except for one person: Viserys.

Bennero couldn't see any trace of him in the flames. Initially, he thought the Lord of Light was preventing him, but later realized that wasn't the case.

He couldn't foresee anything related to Viserys, and neither could anyone else connected to him. It was as if Viserys didn't belong to this world.

"Is the aura around her because she's targeted by the servants of the dark god?"

"Or because she's close to Viserys?"

That evening, as darkness enveloped Volantis, the city's governor ordered all the Tiger Cloaks to search every nook and cranny, hoping to find the creature.

The events of the previous night were witnessed by many, making it impossible to cover up. Rumors spread like wildfire throughout Volantis.

Some believed the creature was a monster that escaped from the ruins of Valyria.

Others thought it was a plot by the Tiger Party's governor, Maloquo Megyr, who secretly cultivated these monsters through alchemy, aiming to rule the world.

However, if the Tiger Party truly had such power, they wouldn't have been in decline for centuries.