Reincarnated into a Snow Griffin-Chapter 165

"Ah, so you are Camillo’s son? I can see much resemblance between you two, though such strong willing personality you got from your mother for sure."

"You know my mother?"

"My, quite so, she was actually the magical creature that I was looking for to accompany me, yet she has always been very stubborn from youth." A small smile plays on his lips as he remembers the past and I am taken back by it, strangely finding it quite odd as a very human visage akin to him shows on his so far frozen in a smile face. "We may not have ended up bonded, but we indeed become friends in a way so that’s why, hearing about her current circumstances, Seraph, allow me to help in saving her too."

To find such a strong ally in a battle that I have been fighting alone for so long almost makes me a bit dizzy and out of it, almost as if it is too good to be true. We will have to have a long talk, mother and I, about all the things of this world she wanted to teach me in our travels, and how she ended up having such a strong ally all along.

"Very well, I appreciate the help." It would be silly of me not to.

"Is this why you changed your mind all of a sudden?" The Major asks with a hint of held back anger, but he too knows to play the part when he accepts the answer quietly.

"Partially as the unbalance of forces this Demon Lord’s invasion will cause is the main purpose after all." He says, crossing his long legs in front of him, uninterested in any of the food and drinks around us. "What I intend to do is unite the Cultivating Sect against this threat, after all is the duty of the Righteous Sect to fight for balance, and I’m sure our ancient battle against these devils who always tempt to tip the balance is still known to our kind, if not as fresh as before."

Indeed there is still a fight going on but mostly because of the artifacts and devil parts that can be harvested by the excursions to the island, a training experience for some, a harvesting loot for potions and enchantment for others, as noble as making a profit can be, nothing more.

Like a living farm of sorts. Is no news why they hate humans so much, especially cultivators.

"You think they would follow your command?" I say, knowing full well how renowned this man is, but knowing too just how envious and greedy cultivators are in general.

"I can be very... persuasive, and although I think they hardly would join forces with others they may at least hold back the invading forces from this side." So basically they will not fight all the way to devils but will stop them from reaching the main continent and affecting them at least.

As selfish as one may be, but has been so since time immemorial.

At the same time I think that at least they may cover one of the sides, on the other I think just how bullshit it is for those with training and power to leave others to their demise, demon or not, there are those that have nothing to do with this that will suffer the consequences.

I look at Ethan, imagining his young self, a bitter taste in my mouth as I think that these people could stop the vicious ways the high demons have with others, even with the humans trapped on the island as well, but chose to ignore it and live in blissful ignorance, even reaping the few fruits the place gives for themselves.

How could I have ever thought that that place was Righteous in the least to begin with? Although I cannot deny that I have used them and their ways as well to gather knowledge and power...

It does not ease my worries completely though as they will not be giving support on the Demon island on their part, and as much as he may be of great help in saving mother, in other he will not engage with Ethan and me against the Demon Lord, the root of all this evil.

Truly a chaotic neutral, neither giving or taking much.

I don’t how I feel about that, if not uncomfortable about them not taking sides when such a powerful force could tip the scales, or maybe it was because of that that he did not take sides...

But no matter, I am not here to judge or compete, I am here to do what I think is right, and I have to focus on one problem at a time, so I say:

"You do what you think is right but this can come later, what I want to know is what time we are leaving for mother?" The last part is directed to the tiger on his side.

He gives me a cheeky smile in return: "How long does it take for you to finish that cup of tea?"

Beyond my prejudice against him I smile at that answer.

"How are your forces?" I start saying out loud, knowing part of it but wishing to probe about the so called help they are offering at this moment.

"The Guardians of the Gate cannot leave their post so they won’t be able to help." He starts saying, and I figure the Major would not be able to give us more men by the way things work around here, already cramped and exhausting as is with the few people covering the battleground every day.

"And talking with the cultivators will take some time but I can have help us out... perhaps in-"

No, there is no time to waste, we must go there now! Is what I really want to say, but instead I take a deep breath and rest my chin on my hand, thinking while clenching my jaw.

"Yes, their help will be greatly appreciated, but we cannot wait that long to take action, perhaps we may start by learning what we are getting our hands at."

The tiger nods. "Yes, we may have a recon team, find just how many enemies are there, and most importantly, locate where Alinda is."

I nod at that. "Sounds like a plan." Or the start of one, but as funny as it may sound, I have thought of myself rescuing mother several times and yet I have never truly formulated a solid plan, especially one that counted with other people helping in.

It has always been me for so long that I did not think I would be involved in such a big plan of rescuing and battling against the Demon Lord that I did not know not cared a few months back.

How things can change, and change quite fast at that.

"Very well, then how about we..."

The plans starts taking shape and forming as words flow and the discussion goes on, step by step becoming clearer as we are finally going to do this.

And, for once, I’m not alone in this, and neither is Ethan anymore.