Chapter 285: I won’t. Ever
"Forget it," Ethan said with a soft sigh. "Give the Primordial Force to Seraphina."
He’d made the decision in a heartbeat. Just one look at her was enough.
Yeah, he knew how rare and valuable this kind of thing was—but compared to what Seraphina meant to him, it wasn’t even close. Besides, this wasn’t some sacred relic meant to be locked away. It was a consumable. Something meant to be used. And if he needed more, he’d just take on tougher missions. There’d be more. Always was.
No big deal.
"Shame, really," Balthazar said just then, handing the fragment back with a regretful look. "Even though it’s from the Dragon God, Order Dragon Asha, it’s still too weak to be of any use to me."
"I wouldn’t call it a shame," Auremax said, shaking his head. "This is still an incredibly rare treasure. Among same-tier Primordial Forces, Order Dragon Asha’s is top-tier—strongest in quality and power. I’d say it could be a big help to Cicero or Kyros."
He glanced toward Cicero as he spoke.
In his mind, Kyros was still young. He probably didn’t need this fragment urgently. So, logically, Cicero was the best candidate right now.
And more than that, Auremax had always believed that out of the three Crimson Ultimate Heroes—Cicero, Seraphina, and Kyros—Cicero was the most well-rounded and capable.
Part of that was personality. Cicero reminded him of himself: cautious, strategic, always thinking ten steps ahead. The kind of person who didn’t just charge into battle, but planned the whole damn war.
That kind of mind? That was leadership material.