After the Purple-Robed Noble and Amaru received the news, they too sensed the gravity of the situation.
The Great Priest held an unshakable position in the hearts of countless First People. Her stance represented that of the Priest Group. Once she took a side, they could only admit defeat unless they resorted to force to break the deadlock.
In fact, over the past decade or so, many priests had already begun to lean toward them under their influence. But who could have expected that this woman would take the position from the hands of her dying grandson?
Her prestige was nothing like that of her incompetent grandson. It could be said that if she merely spoke up, most of Kavatua's commoners would follow her. Not to mention that she possessed the ability to communicate with Ikuss.
The Purple-Robed Noble said, "Amaru, it seems we have no choice but to take that step."
Amaru replied without hesitation, "We should have done so from the start."
Determination appeared in the Purple-Robed Noble's eyes. "I'll go see the Great Priest."
He knew there was no time to waste. If he did not act decisively, public sentiment would shift away from them before long. He would not underestimate the weakness of those nobles.
He went in the evening and did not return until nightfall. Amaru had been waiting there all along. Seeing a trace of delight on his face, he stepped forward and asked, "The Great Priest agreed?"
"The Great Priest did not refuse," said the Purple-Robed Noble.
Amaru echoed, "Did not refuse?"
"The Great Priest is that sort of person. How could she possibly give us a clear answer?" the Purple-Robed Noble said. "But rest assured, Amaru. I told her that Great Shun is relying on nothing but force to persuade us, yet