What the Judges didn’t know that it was exactly what Shion feared. Because of Albafica’s incident, this time the rage was entirely on the saints sides. Though were saints, they were still humans, consumed easily by rage and hatred, and Shion vaguely doubted if this time, especially at this time, any of his comrades could hold back their anger.Nearly drenched in paralyzing fear, the young Lemurian looked down at the ground surrounding his golden boots. It was all his fault. If only he didn’t come to Minos to ask for help, all of these would not happen. He would not have to stand here in front of these three most vicious men, begging for them to abort their missions. If only he knew that his one wrongful decision might’ve led them to war, Shion would never go to Minos, ever.And then, wait until Minos heard what they had done to Albafica.This was bad. Very, very bad.‘God, what am I supposed to do?’“You’re still under house arrest? Judging by you’re being here, it seems you are not.”Shion’s head snapped up. Rhadamantys and Aaicos had backed up slightly, lightly conversing to each other in whatever topic Shion couldn’t really hear. But Minos was still standing where he was moment before, watching him intently with something Shion grasped as pity in his eyes. It was him who just said those words and Shion replied to him exasperatingly, “I.... actually still is, but it doesn’t matter anymore.”“I see.” It wasn’t hard to recognize the defeat in the saint’s eyes in which Minos understood clearly. He sighed, “I thought you’re the one who wanted me to aid Albafica? I’m here to do as you asked and still it doesn’t suit your liking.”Shion shrugged, whispered back exasperatingly, “I don’t even know what I asked of you anymore, Minos. Maybe it had been a mistake to ask you in the first place. I did lots of mistakes lately, I don’t even know why.”Minos flashed him a small smile as if was trying to give him some sort of comfort, “You did nothing wrong and don’t believe should someone tells you otherwise. No need to worry. I just have a feeling that this might work.”“It might, if all of you could hold on to your patience long enough, in which I doubt very much” the younger man commented.“I could if they could,” the long haired Judge replied calmly, his brows rose up, “You saints always think we’re the mad ones, evil specters as you people call us. I heard so many good things about your General, sadly his temperament is not included in it. So ask the question to yourself, if we manage to hold on to our patience, do you think he will? Because I do not know the answer to it. You’re the one who’s working with him.”Shion stayed silent, his mind was too disoriented to think of any intelligent answer, and so the Judge went on, “It’s alright. At least we are trying. You may just stand aside and watch, Aries. At least we’re not abandoning Albafica and as a good friend as you are, that is all you need to know.”