No Worse Timing - III
One is the son of the greatest alchemist in history, and the other is a young scholar from a barely prestigious family. It's clear who could create such a magnificent work.
However, Evora didn't care why Ansel was hiding it, but continued to ask, "In your opinion, does that thing really have such great potential?"
"As a weapon of war... it's indeed not bad, but that's all."
Ansel smiled. "After all, there's no war within the empire."
"But there will be in the future."
Evora's lips curled up, her eyes... seemed to reflect a cruel scene where everything in the world was burning.
"Beyond the Heavenly Road, there's a vast land waiting for you and me to conquer, Ansel."
"But isn't the powerful combat power of the extraordinary beings at the crown level enough?"