Kahn turned his back and looked up at Nathers, who was among the three.

He was wrapped in a rag-like robe from head to toe. His tall figure had to be hunched over to avoid touching the ceiling. The bronze battle axe in his hand was also wrapped in rag strips into a cane.

Nathus paused his cane heavily on the ground, and immediately shook off the yellow sand on his body. He removed his robe and exposed his jackal-like head. His obsidian-like skin made his eyes brighter, as if he was shining with the light of wisdom.

"Your Majesty Grand Secretary visits the humble house, is there anything wrong?" Kahn walked to the front and blocked Kahsha, asking her to clean up the messed hair and the sand between her hair first.

"I apologize for the sudden visit, many inconveniences." Nathers's voice was low, and as he spoke, the sand on the ground shook.

"I'm here to find you." The god with jackal head stretched out his bandaged fingers and pointed at Kahn in a straightforward manner. "I've noticed it from the moment you entered the desert. I've found a helper as promised, and you're the one who's missing."

As soon as these words came out, the three of them looked at each other speechlessly.

Sure enough, as Kahn expected, Nathus came to him to open the tomb of the emperor.

Finally Kahn broke the silence and said to Nathers: "Your Excellency, wait for the storm to pass here first, so let us discuss it."

Nathus nodded, then lowered his head and closed his eyes, silent as a sculpture.

He has been waiting for thousands of years, and it is not a short while.

...

Outside the house, the wind was howling. In the room, Kasha was frowning.

She was almost annoyed.

If Kahn goes, she must go, but she neither wants Kasadin to follow him nor wants him to stay here. Whether he stays or stays, it is dangerous.

"Father, why don't you leave here with us and stay and wait for us in the towns along the way."

Kasardin shook her head: "I'm just here and I won't go anywhere."

Although he didn't say the reason, Kasha knew that he wanted to stay and guard his mother.

"But it's very dangerous here. The void is just below the ground and you can't even sleep well."

"I know everything here. I have the Blade of the Underworld to protect myself. You don't have to worry about me. On the contrary, you two have explored the ancient tomb of Shurima. The ancient tombs of that era were extremely dangerous, not to mention that you were going to the tomb of the emperor this time, and you also had to face the legendary god warriors."

The wrinkles on Kasardin's face suddenly frowned: "This is a god-killing! It's not necessarily safe to have Void Skin Armor."

He sighed, knowing that he could not participate in this level of battle.

"It's not that serious. Kasha and I just went over and opened the door. If the situation was wrong, we would run far away immediately." Karn asked Kasha to stand up with him and put his hand on her shoulder. He said, "Since my father-in-law doesn't want to leave here, wait for us here."

Kasha felt her braid being pulled by Kahn, and immediately understood what he meant.

The braid was tied with a wool rope given by Taliyah. Kahn found Taliyah and asked her to help.

...

The storm was gone, and when Nathers opened his eyes when he heard the three of them stepping out of the room.

"Have you decided?"

Kahn replied, "Kasha and I will go with you."

Nathers nodded. Only Kahn knew how to resurrect Azel. He just needed to make sure Kahn and Shiville were there, and it didn't matter to others.

He strode forward and pushed open the door, trying to stand outside and stand straight.

He once bowed his body in shame, hid his face in the dark, and silently repayed his sins in the long self-exile. Now, the days of hiding his name have come to an end. He will face himself and bathe in the scorching sun of Shurima again.

"Master, can you help me?"

A voice made Nathers's footsteps pause, and he turned his head and looked at the girl who was talking.

"Seldom can invite me, and even my fallen compatriots, I have never agreed to intervene in the war between them."

"..." Just when Kasha thought there was no hope, Nathus suddenly changed his mind.

"But everything is different from now on. For Kahn's sake, I can do you a favor within my ability. Thank you, little girl."

Kahn frowned, and Nathers's words made him feel a little disgusted.

Are these gods all this virtue? The contempt for mortals has been reflected in the bone marrow. Although it is appropriate to thank you when you help, it is uncomfortable to force your gratitude when you give favors.

But what happened next changed Kahn.

"Thank you, Mr. Grand Secretary, don't ask me if I want you to help?" Kasha asked.

"It's okay, I will do it as long as I agree."

"I would like to ask you to set up a magic circle for this room so that my father can live in it with peace of mind without being attacked by the void."

As soon as these words were said, Kasadin was moved by it. Kasad actually used such a good opportunity on him just for his safety. He was so stubborn that he really didn't deserve it.

"Magic Formation?" Nathus narrowed his eyes, not because he felt it was difficult, but because he felt it was inappropriate.

"What's wrong?" Kasha suddenly felt worried and hoped.

"Little girl, I understand your intentions, but the magic circle is not suitable for this situation. Not only does it not provide protection at the necessary moments, the magic power it emits will attract the void creatures and cause your father to fall into a dangerous situation."

"Then... forget it..." Kasha glanced at her father, lowered her head in frustration, only regretting that she did not have the ability to protect Kasadin.

At this moment, a big dark hand reached in front of her eyes, spreading her five fingers with distinct joints, revealing an emerald pendant in her palm.

Kasha's attention was immediately attracted. A piece of jade was embedded in the pendant, and the sea-green texture was covered with thin gold threads. A glimmer of light came out from it, slowly rising and falling, like a heavy heart.

"Mr. Grand Secretary, this is..." Kasha raised her head, quite puzzled.

"Wearing this can hide your breath, making it difficult for the void creatures to detect the wearer, but it is only for the wearer..." Nathers sniffed, keenly smelled the bloody smell left in the house a few days ago, and suddenly turned toward the direction of the sheep pen outside the house: "It is best to deal with those sheep animals as soon as possible."

Nathers realized that he had said too much, so he closed his long pointed mouth and stopped talking, pushing his hand forward.

"Thanks."

Kasha took the pendant from Nathers's hand and turned to help Kasadin put it on. The father and daughter looked at each other, and both smiled.
Chapter completed!