Heiress Unmasked: Shaking the World With Geomancy novel Chapter 2398

Zidane raised a brow, an amused smile tugging at his lips as he looked at Mordecai. He asked, almost teasingly, "And what would you do if I reclaim my throne?"

Mordecai countered, "What would you want me to do?"

The meaning was clear—whatever Zidane wanted him to be, he would be.

After all, it had been Zidane who placed him in the Sixth Tribunal in the first place. Now, he was only offering to return everything to its rightful place.

Zidane looked at Mordecai, knowing he was sincere.

Even during those thousands of years when he had exiled himself from everything, he had still been aware of what Mordecai had done.

After taking over the place of Morvahn, Mordecai had begun quietly restructuring the Ten Tribunals.

If, in the past, Morvahn's Hall was simply one of many, after Mordecai's reforms, it had clearly become the central power.

Later, when the Divine Power faded and the Sovereign of the Underworld also passed into oblivion, Mordecai seized the opportunity.

Over the course of a thousand years, he rose steadily, finally becoming the undisputed God of the Underworld.

That was why, in the last century, people spoke only of Morvahn and had forgotten the once-revered Sovereign of the Underworld.

Due to Mordecai's total consolidation of power, the mortal realm had unconsciously shifted its belief—the underworld belonged to Morvahn.

As such, Zidane didn't believe he had the right to claim the result of someone else's effort.

"You don't have to do that," he said. "I stopped resenting you a long time ago."

Maybe in the beginning, he had held resentment. That was why, during the first few hundred reincarnations of his thousand-year punishment, he had deliberately avoided Mordecai.

But after several lives among mortals, Zidane gradually came to understand something. The one he had resented all along wasn't Mordecai but himself.

Therefore, even when his punishment ended, he chose to remain in exile.

Mordecai, quiet and unwavering, said, "You can resent me… I was the one who carried out the sentence and cast you into the cycle of reincarnation. I was also the one… who stole your place."

So later, when Zidane avoided him time and again, Mordecai never once held it against him. If their roles had been reversed, he would've resented himself too.

In its wrath, the Divine Power demanded that the underworld make an example of him.

Had Mordecai not intervened and left things to the eight other Tribunals, Zidane likely wouldn't have lived long enough to serve his sentence.

All these years, his coldness toward Mordecai had nothing to do with resentment over the lost throne. It was because, from the very beginning, he never intended to return to the underworld.

Mordecai had never spoken of restoring Zidane's Morvahn title before because he knew Zidane's heart still carried its burden.

But now that the weight had lifted, Zidane refused to return. Mordecai couldn't understand why.

Seeing that Mordecai seemed intent on persuading him, Zidane thought for a moment before adding, "The underworld may be in a better shape now, but it still doesn't compare to Mystic.

"We're both bosses, but mine comes with a lot more freedom."

Six thousand years wandering through reincarnation had loosened something in him. Zidane could admit that his heart had grown wild.

Even if the title of Morvahn now stood as the supreme authority of the underworld, the throne still came with its chains.