This was the last resort, and the risks were immense.
"Then let's make it two insurance policies," he said, "As soon as I complete my deification, I'll contact you right away. Maybe after joining forces with the other two goddesses, I'll be able to perfectly control my power. At that time, Rose won't need to take the risk of entering Hell."
Amberser nodded, naturally preferring this option.
But he also had to prepare for the worst, ensuring a smooth path in Hell for Rose.
Counting on his fingers, Amberser realized he was quite busy; there were several critical matters to attend to: Rose's treatment plan, settling Hircine's troubles, and ending the Blood Battle—all urgent yet important tasks.
Amberser was reassuring himself that these could be handled gradually when he suddenly received a message from Hell.
The madwoman Parurier had sent information through the Magic Mirror, a brief message that made Amberser's scalp tingle.
"Your bank can't exchange Soul Currency."