To stay in prison?
Upon hearing this, Joey couldn't help but sense the irony, "You look like a hired assassin or a mercenary, yet you speak like a Heretic Inquisitor."
"The feeling's mutual, I know you are the real Heretic Inquisitor," Aiden replied without a trace of emotion in his voice, "but the things you've been doing indeed lean more toward a man witch who flouts the law. I've heard about your past deeds, and what you're doing now, many of which are enough to land you in prison, even in Nidhogg."
"The reason for power's existence is to allow people to transcend rules and enjoy more freedom, to live as they please," Joey glared at Aiden, "You can accuse me like this not because of any reason but because you rely on your own authority."
"Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of educating you, I'm just giving you a choice," Aiden raised his hand toward Joey, "Transfer your divinity to me, or... let me strip your divinity from you in another way."
