The Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the vial while falling into deep thought, and the faint glow coming from the liquid reflected within his cold eyes.
For a few moments, the entire throne room remained silent while everyone waited for him to speak.
"So you are telling me that this thing is capable of curing the disease of the Demons?" Alaster asked slowly while lightly rotating the vial between his fingers.
"And that we can exchange it for stopping the war?"
His expression changed slightly, and a deep frown appeared on his face while he looked first at the vial and then directly at Ethan.
"You are not joking with me, right?" he asked in a heavier tone.
Ethan immediately lowered his head slightly.
"How can I joke about such a grave matter, Your Majesty?" he replied calmly.
"You can ask some people to test it."
The Emperor continued staring at Ethan for a few moments while lightly tapping the armrest of his throne with his fingers.
Tap… Tap… Tap…
