‘Corrupting me? That is a funny thing to be worried about,’ Rowan sighed internally, ‘Here I am struggling to keep my power hidden to not corrupt you all, and you are worried about my welfare, I really need to gain my class and push my levels to the peak, I have a feeling that this appearance of outward weakness can become an irritating source of misinformation in the coming days, and I would rather not have weak fools plotting my downfall when there are larger troubles that should be holding my attention.’

Rowan paused as if in contemplation and then beamed, he made this a habit to habitually pause because the power of his perception was so powerful, that he could process information and arrive at a decision nearly instantaneously in real-time, but since he was still in the form of a mortal, he needed to follow certain annoying rules,

“Your concern is admirable, and I would be foolish not to heed them. I would rather propose an extra step to this, if it is possible, then split this information into two parts, one would contain all the mortal-level affairs you are aware of—I want everything, even if you feel it is not important and is a general information that is known to all, it doesn’t matter, and the other part of the information would be focused on the immortal, I’m sure my guardian would be grateful for that information. I hope this request will not be problematic.”

The body of the two Will Holders froze for a fraction of a moment at the mention of a guardian, while he was not aware of what a Sanctified Scion was, he had been able to gather clues from their short conversation and he suspected that these group of people were at least royalty, and in their eyes that should make him at least a prince, it was common sense that whoever was to guard a prince while he was still mortal would be extremely powerful.

“No Scion, this request would not trouble us at all, and we would share all that we are permitted by the law.”

Rowan nodded his thanks and settled and sipped his wine. All of his actions these past few moments were carefully orchestrated to show a degree of competency in the affairs of this world that he otherwise did not have, and it was not that difficult when he had to basically just maintain his silence and make open-ended statements to appear more competent than he appeared. It also helped that the wine he gave them had increased the power of their soul by more than five percent.

The Soul of a Will Holder was incredibly powerful, and anything that could increase the power of their soul to such an extent without any visible drawbacks was a ridiculously powerful treasure. Only Rowan knew that imbibing Ambrosia could leave you open to his manipulations but that was something he would be investigating later, but for all intent and purposes, he had just given them a priceless treasure.

Ambrosia had little visible effect on him, and he had been imbibing the pure stuff for centuries, but using the methods from the wine he had just imbibed, the efficacy of his unique Aether had just multiplied, and he knew that he could increase the potency of this wine when he became familiar with enhanced brewing and distilling processes.

Mirthal did not take long to consider Rowan’s words before he began the process of sharing his information. He gestured towards the floating green orb at the center of the table, which was called an Ori, a unique Eldar device with multiple uses, he parted his fingers, and the orb separated into two smaller orbs, and from his eyes twin streams of cyan light emerged and sank into the obs.

Rowan sat in silence as he watched the lights from the orbs get brighter and gradually expand in size, he could detect faint visions, and if he concentrated he could read all the information entering the orb, but Rowan decided to not take any action that could destabilize the process, whatever technique Mirthal was using appeared to be something that should be a circumspect method of transferring information, and it would be suspicious if Rowan could easily break it just by looking at it.

The green orb began to transform itself into something that resembled a planet, and his interest arose when he realized that this was an application of the unique language of Eldar, it was creating a unique form of life right before his eyes. What Rowan was getting was not just information, but living information. Mirthal was not taking his gifts for granted, he was giving Rowan far more than he expected.

Rowan felt an itch at the back of his spine, he would have dismissed it but he had been feeling that itch since the moment he crossed the Frozen Road and entered this Eldar outpost, after sweeping his perception throughout his body hundreds of times and detecting nothing, he settled into his chair as he sipped his wine and waited, now and then, his perception continued sweeping through the entirety of the outpost.

Not one to leave anything to chance, he was already calling forth various methods to tackle it, and some of the extreme ones involved destroying these outposts and killing these two Will Holders.

Rowan’s eyes were smiling, but a blade was already held to the throat of everyone here. It was a good thing that his Primordial Record and his lack of a soul made detecting Rowan’s intention extremely difficult if not nearly impossible.

?

Across a distance that could span multiple universes, two figures watched Rowan. The power that shrouded the body of one of the figures was so great it was difficult to comprehend, dwarfing even the power of the two gigantic guardians outside the Eldar outpost, and it was the gaze of this figure that Rowan had been sensing like an itch since the moment he left the frozen road, but his perception range had been too limited to understand what his senses had been indicating for him.

It was not his fault, for all of Rowan’s strength, he had not truly understood the scope of power when it came to individuals of this level.

His perception which was extremely powerful could cover the scope of a single universe, which was considerable considering the size of a universe could be seen as infinite, yet the eyes that watched him now were covering multiple universes.

Rowan could perceive multiple infinities the same way a mortal could look at the sky and see multiple stars, but his perception could not wrap around all those infinities. The eyes of this figure could not only perceive multiple infinities, it could understand them all, and no matter Rowan’s previous experiences, he could only perceive a small portion of the power touching him and so he did not understand that what he was feeling were eyes.

The second figure that stood a bit behind the one with apparently supreme power cleared its throat and a lovely voice filled with fondness spoke,

“So what do you think of him, father, is he not everything I’ve promised… and more? See, he even likes to drink just like you.”