Miquella's experiment had succeeded.
Zhao Si chuckled. "We really don't need to fight anymore."
He waved at Radagon. "O king, your son has unraveled the secrets of the soul. Now he can be an independent person!"
Even without Fortissax explaining, Zhao Si could guess that this had to be the news.
It couldn't be anything else.
Nothing else would have been allowed to interrupt the battle here.
Keeping Radagon surrounded was the top priority.
Hearing the news, Radagon felt a sense of release. "Is that true?"
"Of course it is."
Fortissax spoke from the edge of the pit. "There's no point lying to you. Once you see Miquella, won't you know for yourself?"
Fortissax was right. Something this big couldn't be concealed with a lie.
It would be easily exposed.
There was no need to lie to him. Surely they weren't tricking him just to kill him afterward.
Why go to such lengths? If they wanted to kill him, they would have joined forces against him long ago.
"But that's impossible." Radagon couldn't believe it. "How could such a thing happen?"
"We have an expert on souls on our side who can even transfer them. Nothing is impossible if you put your mind to it," Zhao Si said. "No matter how long you study the Golden Order, it can't teach you these things. Admit it. The Golden Order has its shortcomings. Miquella saw that long ago. You're the only one who refuses to see reason."
The Golden Order was good, but not good enough.
It was too one-dimensional, leaving many things beyond its scope.
That left many problems unsolvable.
It was through Scarlet Rot that Miquella had recognized the problems with the Golden Order.
To make the Golden Order better, it had to be revised.
Other things had to be