Julius immersed himself in deep reflection while observing the treasures surrounding them, especially the potions.
In Yano there were still many powerful people, even numerous doubles who hadn’t participated in the war for various selfish reasons. Many of them quite old and retired to their mansions or their areas of influence, accumulating personal power while the kingdom faced existential threats.
The problem of simply distributing the double potions among the most powerful available tamers was obvious. Julius had lived through enough politics to understand the long-term ramifications.
"Who could we give these advantages to without it later becoming a similar situation?" he murmured to himself, observing how power had corrupted entire families in the city.
The retired nobles who had chosen comfort over duty during the crisis weren’t the most reliable allies, and if they made more of them, they would have bigger problems once the immediate threat passed...
Some might even use their new power to challenge royal authority, creating internal problems when they needed unity again.
Every enhancement they granted was simultaneously a possible solution to their current crisis and a potential source of future instability. This kind of power given couldn’t easily be taken back.
It was a dilemma that required as much care as urgency.
While Julius reflected, Ren addressed the king with that ’medical authority’ that continued to surprise everyone present.
"You should take an elixir to recover energy and heal the damage to your system that isn’t visible to the naked eye," he told him directly.
Dragarion raised a hand, smiling with that casual confidence he always showed when he believed he had a better solution.
"I intended to take a different medicine from the Ashenways," he responded, pulling an elaborately decorated pill from his clothing.
Ren frowned, examining the object with his enhanced senses.
"It seems to have a composition similar to teacher Lin’s pill, but more potent..." he analyzed.
"You know them? The Ashenways have been perfecting these formulas for generations..."
"That one is good for nourishing and has a component that makes you feel less tired," he confirmed, "but it doesn’t eliminate real fatigue. It’s more like... tricking the brain."
He pointed toward the diamond elixirs that gleamed on their pedestals.
"It’s better that you regenerate the real damage, since it’s important that you’re ready for a possible attack from Yino. Although there are only ten available potions, you are very important..."
Dragarion considered the boy’s words, weighing his decades of experience against this new and generous perspective.
"Are you sure I need that much healing?" he asked.
"Completely," Ren responded without hesitation. "Your mana system has micro-damage accumulated during years of intensive use, your organs... practically your entire body isn’t in much better shape. Despite your powerful regeneration, many small healing errors accumulate. The Ashenway pill would hide them temporarily, but the elixir would repair them permanently."
The logic was convincing, especially coming from someone who had demonstrated medical knowledge that rivaled the kingdom’s best experts...
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