186-Birth of Glory

Statera was gazing upon the silver-haired girl who had intruded her office. The young girl was the Occidental Guardian, the Great Ruler of Azathoth, Persia. Amongst the Five Supremes of the Great Forest. Statera never expected Persia to visit her during the Great War. If Persia did visit her, it must have been very important.

As Statera's words echoed in the office, Persia smirked and replied with an aloof voice. "You know me well, Senior Statera. I do need something from you. It is very important for the Army of mine that needs to awaken." Hearing Persia's reply, Statera raised an eyebrow and released a simple smile. 

"There is no need to be mysterious and serious, Junior Persia. As your Senior, I will do anything to help you. After all, you are my dear Junior." Statera's simple smile started turning into a sly smile. Persia, who saw it, only smirked further as if she was having fun mentally provoking Statera.