Yaoyao slowly turned back toward Old Brama.
"… You're insane," she said slowly.
It would have been better if Old Brama had acted just to kill Sylas. To not only try and kill him, but to say this…
It was worse than any of them could have imagined.
Accusing Sylas of such a thing wasn't just throwing pig blood on his name, but that of Gralith's as well. Was Old Brama claiming that his eyes were sharper than the gaze of a top 100 combatant of the Sector? No, even if Gralith had been as weak as an ant, his eyes as a Rune Master were far superior to Old Brama's, enough to shut up any discontent.
Taking a step back, even if Gralith's vision really was worse than Old Brama's… who would dare accuse his disciple of such a thing?
It was worse than suicide.
Before, it was still possible for Gralith to just punish their Grove and then let matters go. But if Old Brama insisted on this, he would be running them into the ground.
"And what if I'm right?!" Old Brama barked, his white hair fluttering.
Yaoyao froze again. If Old Brama was right, then it wouldn't matter how powerful Gralith was. As powerful as Gralith was, he wasn't number one. But that wasn't the main issue.
The gap between 71st and 1st was enormous, but everyone knew Gralith split his focus. The main trouble would come from those higher tiers.
For a Charysm, the appearance of a B-Grade existence wasn't impossible at all.
For the sake of finding Sylas' origins, maybe even someone higher.
The chaos a Charysm could sow was too great. They had to be controlled, neutered, suppressed, and most importantly, their origins had to be uprooted in case they could cause any others to sprout.
…
With everything going so smoothly, Sylas could have never guessed that things would end up like this.
A familiar anger bubbled up within him.
Be strong.
It was the same thing every time. No matter how smart he was, how perfectly he had planned, how much information he had on hand, it never seemed like enough.
He didn't even know what this Charysm nonsense was. But he could guess as to why he might be mistaken for one.
He had Demonic Will, and his Charisma was especially powerful. After he got his eyes, his Charisma leaked into the world involuntarily unless he took control of it and reined it in.
With how powerful his Will was now, he had to be even more intentional about it. Otherwise, he would be wasting away his own Will too much.
His Demonic Will clearly had a heavy influence on his Charisma as well. Both halves played well with one another, and he could tell that his Demonic Will was influencing his Charisma, something that only became more obvious after he crossed another Will threshold.
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