Ashavar's lips curved into a faint, knowing smile looking at the new visitor.
"That's not how I expected to meet you again…Escanor."
His tone was calm and almost amused but even as he spoke, he quietly created layers of illusion through the air, ensuring that the man would not see what was happening far below.
The figure before him was Escanor Altharia or as the humans so fondly called him, the Emperor of the Altharia Empire.
"What are you scheming Ashavar?" Escanor asked without any formalities.
Straight to the point, huh?
"I don't know what you mean, Escanor?" Ashavar replied with a neutral expression.
His tone was smooth and almost lazy.
The man before him, Escanor Altharia, was the closest any mortal had ever come to ascension.
If not for the centuries of skill, the unending experience gathered across Ashavar's lives, even he would have found this man challenging to defeat.
"Why are you naming a human from my Empire, your successor?" Escanor spoke without reservation.
