Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2976

That evening, Dragonfang members were invited to the Governor's mansion. It was supposedly to welcome them, but in reality, it was to test them, and there were ulterior motives.

Nonetheless, Andrew remained completely calm about it.

Soon, a lavish feast was laid out, and Dragonfang was arranged to take their seats.

Whether it was meant to humiliate them or was a deliberate slight, Prescott had Andrew seated at the lowest position. Meanwhile, Nyx was seated at the head, right below Prescott himself.

Nyx was already annoyed and ready to leave. However, Andrew stopped her with a single look.

Garal and a Ludendorff family elder smiled cheerfully as he raised his glass toward Dragonfang.

"Everyone, I won't say much more. Truth be told, I have great admiration for your leader, Mr. Lloyd Senior of Dragonfang. I also have some history with Andrew. Back then, he was quite the hotshot in our Abyss City."

Andrew raised his glass with a sheepish expression. "Back then, I was ignorant and reckless on your territory. Governor, it was truly unforgivable. Now, I've paid the price. The Cathedral swept through the Outlands, and I was left with nowhere to go, so I could only come here to survive under your protection."

Garal waved his hand. "Now, now. You can't say it like that. Dragonfang members are all skilled elites, and even if you've gone elsewhere, you wouldn't be treated poorly."

The two sides exchanged polite words, but none of them were sincere.

After several rounds of drinks, Prescott stood up and walked over to Andrew. "Andrew, do you have any complaints about being seated here?"

Andrew smiled gently. "None at all. I am just a stray now, so having a seat and something to eat was already good enough."

Prescott looked very satisfied, the contempt in his eyes completely undisguised. "Mr. Lloyd Senior is a legendary figure throughout the Wastelands. Seeing you like this today is rather pitiful. To be blunt, you're kind of embarrassing your father."

Andrew kept smiling, as if he could not hear the veiled insults in the other's words.

"Ms. Nyx, you have seen the situation in the Outlands. Organizations like yours, to be honest, are like weeds in the Wastelands. Surviving is extremely difficult."

Nyx replied calmly, "Say what you want to say directly."

Prescott smiled. "It's very simple: I want to invite Ms. Nyx to join the Ludendorff family. I'll personally call Lord Raiden and grant you a city as proof of our sincerity."

Nyx shook her head. "Not interested."

Prescott was not surprised and continued smiling. "Then may I ask what you truly want? The Cathedral acts with zero tolerance, and they will never allow people like you to exist. An assassin like you is a thorn in their side. Once you fall into their hands, you will be sent to the stake. You know that very well.

"Besides, Andrew once raped and murdered the Cathedral's Angel, Rosemary Clooney. According to the rules of Lomuia Grand Cathedral, such blasphemy warrants eternal damnation."