Javier gritted his jaw, his knuckles turning white.
Garius just smirked and glanced at him.
"Save your anger for later. For now, focus on what's more important. Your anger should be reserved for when we find the one responsible."
Garius paused, resting his cheek on his knuckle. "Now, Javier De Armand."
"Yes, esteemed Father." Javier slowly calmed down, his gaze dropping to the floor.
"Your plan is to perform surgery so you can fully heal her and purify the curse from the inside, correct?"
"Yes, Father."
"Mm. Now, about the room you requested. I believe it's best if you use the one stored inside your dimensional storage." Garius smirked, still leaning his cheek on his knuckle. "The portable room you used before, in Arjam."
Javier exhaled softly.
Father really does know everything with his Eyes of Truth, huh?
Or maybe it's because Armand personnel reported it to him during the Arjam intervention.
Or perhaps he already knows about everything I've invented and stored.
