Artis remained in deep silence for a moment. He was drowning in his own internal battle. "What about Aris? If he attacks him, if he tries to kill him, what should I do? The audience Should I stay?" His voice was now filled with impatience and desperation. Siirian's silhouette trembled slightly, then became more defined. "Aris is filled with dark intentions, but even in the flow of fate, every step has its time. If you intervene at the wrong time, you will destroy yourself, not Silitsia. Be patient, Artis. Bide your time to learn Aris's plans. Your teachings lie in your daughter's heart. Your trust in her is the strongest shield that will protect her." Artis tried to consider the deeper meaning of Siirian's words. He was filled with a desire to protect his daughter, but his grandfather's

