Xion knew this was going to be difficult. Convincing Darius was one thing, but Allen and especially Ray?
That was an entirely different beast. Still, they didn't have any other choice.
"I know what you're thinking." Xion glanced between the two men. "And that's exactly why I've been working so hard to put some flesh and strength back into him," he said while pointing to the lethargic archduke.
Just remembering all the effort he'd poured into preparing nutritious meals for His Grace, only to end up here, made Xion's lip twitch in frustration.
So much so that he dropped the formalities and snapped, "I cooked all that for nothing, and now you are still this weak."
"But teacher ... it is not feasible at all."
The alchemist had always believed in Xion's talents. But when it came to the archduke's life, Allen wasn't willing to place any reckless bets.
