Chapter 917- Ominous Dream

After a while~ inside the now empty throne room. The darkness seemed to grow even darker. The king was absent and the room now had a new hidden chamber.

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"Why… are… you… here?..." A voice called out from a deep muddy miasma.

Gladion got on his knees and clasped his hands. He looked at the vague figure inside the muddy miasma and spoke.

"The plan to capture Ellesmere and expand towards the north had met with some obstructions. I'm afraid it will slow down your supreme's plan"…

The figure in the miasma was silent for a while...

"Hmm? How can that be… I have given you those weapons and soldiers. Using their strength to conquer all of north of the Central Continent wouldn't pose a problem" the figure questioned.