1739 The Endgame

"What do you think?" Rui asked as he sky-walked back home.

"What did you expect?" Master Reina snorted. "He's an empathetic fool."

"Do you think there's any hope in choosing him as my candidate?"

"You will doom Kandria if that man sits on the throne," Master Reina shook her head.

"Huff…" Rui listlessly sighed. 

It was tiring playing kingmaker. Now, he almost wished he didn't have the power to choose the future Emperor of Kandria. It was an utter complete mess.

"Maybe I should just forget about this nonsense and go back to refining the Angel of Laplace," Rui heaved a sigh. "What do you think, Master Reina?"

"…"

"Master Reina?" He glanced at her.

Her eyes were narrowed as she glanced around warily.

"What's the matter?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I am unable to confirm this…but I can't help but get the sneaking feeling that we're being watched." 

Her words were alarming.