Larissa considered the question carefully. It was a complicated request... taking an eleven-year-old child, talented and probably very important for the future like Ren, directly to an active combat zone.
"Arturo won’t approve that," she said honestly. "But... if we can present it as essential for cleanup and control of the ’biological weapon’, maybe they’ll bring soldiers one by one after the war ends..."
She stopped, clearly thinking through possibilities. Though perhaps waiting would mean more casualties...
"It would have to be after the main combat ends. During cleanup operations, when it’s relatively safe for you."
"And if it doesn’t end soon? If the abyssals fight for a long time, will we let most of them die?"
"But even if we tell my brothers, they won’t..." Larissa paused. "I have an idea... But you’d have to promise to follow all safety measures I decide. Nothing heroic, nothing dangerous!"
Ren nodded eagerly. It was exactly what he needed, an opportunity to ensure his weapon didn’t cause unintended long-term harm.
And secretly for "Mooshito," an chance to absorb all that sweet accumulated energy.
The little mushroom pulsed with anticipation, though it tried to maintain its dignified demeanor.
♢♢♢♢
The King of Yino stood beside his firstborn and daughter in the sacrifice chamber. The potion seemed to have enhanced them all, as all three were strangely calm, a serenity that transcended normal concerns of war or politics.
Venmont remained kneeling before the King, drinking the last remnants of his own dose of the transformative potion. Purple marks on his skin glowed with intensity, indicating his abyssal beasts had successfully ascended to the next power level.
But the message that had arrived about the bridge situation affected the King slightly, though much less than it would have before the transformation.
"It seems Yano was already playing with fire before knowing what they’re messing with," Coleoran murmured, the crystal’s voices whispering interpretations in his mind.
It seemed they would have to act sooner than expected on all fronts before the idiots unleashed the end times through pure ignorance.
Letting the World Dragon take complete control of any of the mana veins under either castle would be the end for everyone... an apocalypse that would consume not only both kingdoms, but potentially the entire continent.
’But they can’t see it clearly like us,’ Coleoran thought with some pity and a lot of frustration. ’The Great Savior Crystal can’t reach them yet to share their wisdom.’
However, according to reports arriving filtered through multiple sources, the King could hear in the increasingly clear crystal whispers something that fundamentally changed his perspective on the threat.
As if the crystal itself understood something by connecting the dots.
What was happening, how it was happening, implied the World Dragon’s Light was incomplete... it was barely a third of what it should be in its final form.
Apparently, for some reason, it hadn’t been awakened alongside its two key pieces.
’Had some idiot found them ahead of time?’ Selthia heard clearly. ’Had they been stolen and removed from the incubation chamber?’
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