The atmosphere within the meditation room became heavy. Unlike their Littlest Sister, they, as her elders, were much more informed about the matter that happened all those years ago. However, it was for these exact reasons that they didn't want Ailsa running about on her own like this.
There were some things that the actions of a single person simply couldn't stop. The Martial World was being warped and changed, a single Ailsa couldn't change this fact because even the Cultus Clan itself was nothing but a leaf blowing in the wind.
They had already sacrificed one of their own to this nonsense. They refused to also lose Ailsa.
The Faerie King took a deep breath.
"Since Little Ailsa has found her Life Partner, there should be some changes to the Wheels, no? Why is it that we are only now finding out about this?"
Realizing something, the Faerie King's gaze sharpened once more. The so-called 'Wheels' actually referred to the sacred lands of the Cultus Faeries.
Due to the specialty of the Faeries as a race, they were able to accumulate more Faith than other empires with far more ease, and this was especially so for Cultus Faeries. Even the common Cultus Faeries were capable of raising up legends across the humanoid and bestial races. The Cultus Faeries essentially gained free Thrones every time a genius was contracted to one of their own while not having to pay the same price other powers would have to.
This was part of the reason the Faeries were so untouchable. Even if they didn't produce a Sky God for several generations, no one would dare to target them. And, if they did happen to have a Sky God in a given generation, their growth would be unstoppable.
Obviously, this didn't make them undefeatable, or else there would be nothing to worry about in the first place when it came to Ailsa. But, it most definitely made them formidable.
The Wheels were how the Faeries kept track of these matters. The more important the family member, the more prominent their Wheel. It didn't need to be said that Ailsa's Wheel was among the most prominent and the one that was the most frequently checked.
But, aside from letting them know that Ailsa was alive, the Wheel didn't let them know anything else. Even after so many years, there hadn't been a single movement.
Originally, they thought that this was fine. It only meant that Ailsa's Life Partner had either not been found yet or her Life Partner was dead. At least if it was the latter, they could just wait patiently for Ailsa to come home after giving up. But now…
The expressions of the Faeries changed. They looked toward one another, their thoughts clear in each other's eyes.
In order to gain the favor of a Faerie, one had to already innately be a genius of their race, this much was undeniable and was the case no matter how low the standing of the Faerie was.
A Faerie's Wheel represented the combination of Fate between them and their Life Partner. In order for a change to occur, a Life Partner's Fate had to be strong enough in order to influence change in the Fate of their Faerie.
What did this mean?
It was simple. If Ailsa's Wheel showed no movement, it meant that the Fate of her Partner was exceptionally weak in comparison to her own. The only way this could be possible is if Ailsa's Life Partner's talent was so poor in comparison to Ailsa's that it couldn't influence Ailsa's future in the slightest or…
Ailsa's Life Partner was destined to live a short life.
After reaching this point of their analysis, the meditation room was suddenly filled to the brim with murderous intent. It wasn't just a single person, but all of them. Fury lit their gazes, and tore a burning path through their veins. Each and every one of them wanted to charge out and blaze a bloody trail toward where Ailsa currently was.
The death of a Life Partner after a connection had been formed would be devastating to a Faerie. In fact, the result might be no different from a true death.
Ailsa being partnered with a Life Partner without talent? That was impossible. Even if they were breathing their last breaths and the only option to live on was to accept this, they still wouldn't. The Heavens wouldn't play such a joke.
A Princess of the majestic Cultus Clan being paired with an insignificant worm? No.
There was only one explanation, then. This Life Partner, who ever he was, didn't have long to live.
The Faerie King's aura alone shredded the budding flower he sat upon. Any Herbologist present would have felt their hearts constrict in pain. This flower was of the Mystical Grade at worse. And, considering its size and maturity, it might not be any less valuable than an ordinary Ancestral Grade Spiritual Herb.
"Who can enter Osiris?" Elafaren practically growled.
""Me!""
Ailsa's half siblings practically all called out at once.
"Husband. This isn't appropriate."
Sacia's calm and soothing voice cut through the chaos. Despite the fact it was her own daughter, it seemed as though she was the only one capable of keeping her cool at the moment.
"What's inappropriate about it?" The hoarseness of the Faerie King's voice didn't fade this time as he faced his first wife. Though he loved her very much, he was still a King. The final decisions for all matters were always decided by him.
"The matters around the Mercenary Guild are especially turbid at this moment. The Guild isn't controlled by any one existence, but somehow they're all turning a blind eye to the same matter at this moment."
The Faerie King frowned. Why did this wife of his seem to know more about the Mercenary Guild than she should?
"There's not just upheaval in the Mercenary Guild either. The Armament Guild is experiencing such upheaval as well after the incident with the Hastam Clan."
If Ryu had been there, mention of the Hastam Clan would have instantly reminded him of the old son and father pair… Of course he wasn't aware of this currently, but if it wasn't for old man Hastam stopping Patriarch Ember from taking action, he wouldn't have made it out of the Core Ring alive…
The fact there was something wrong with the Hastam Clan should have been obvious…. If not, why would they appear on such a weak plane in the first place?
