Bab 1778: Curbing Faction

Sage Sayfeel narrowed his eyes.

The weight of his gaze pushed down on Rui.

A single question escaped his mouth.

"Why?"

Rui stared at him silently for a moment.

"I believe that I can find him."

His eyes grew more intense.

"I believe that I can compel him."

His tone grew stronger.

"I believe I can end this war by ending what caused it," His clear eyes met those of Sage Sayfeel. "I believe that I can get him to heal my father."

Sage Sayfeel's eyes sharpened into slits.

The air seemed to shift.

It seemed to be wrung taut by the escalating tension.

"End what caused it?" Sage Sayfeel whispered. 

The displeasure in his voice was clear.

"Compel the Divine Doctor to heal the Emperor?" 

His eyebrows furrowed sternly.

"That is not the destiny that your father bestowed upon you."

His mouth curled with displeasure. "That is not the will that your father bequeathed to you."