(Planet Ixtal, Soron's Castle, The Treasure Room, Leo's POV)
It took Soron some time to steady himself, his trembling hands finally pulling back into his sleeves as he gathered his thoughts and steadied his composure.
"What advice did my father give you for your future? Tell me everything…." He demanded, as Leo recounted it all carefully, not embellishing nor withholding, until at last he reached the part about the [Emperor's Suppression Manual].
"So he wants me to hand you the [Emperor's Suppression Manual], eh?" Soron muttered, his brows knitting as his voice dropped into a tone of disbelief.
"That is… odd. Very odd indeed."
He found it almost laughable, the thought that his father wished for him to entrust a manual that Soron himself had only managed to master at the Demi-God stage, to a boy who had not even crossed fully into Transcendent.
"Are you certain that is what he said?" Soron pressed again, his sharp gray eyes boring into Leo.
