Felix stopped reacting to everything and let go of Sylvester's collar.
"What? Are you drunk? Do you have a fever?"
Sylvester's expression didn't change, however. Instead, he continued to look at Felix with creased brows. Today he had decided not to leave any stones unturned to ensure Felix was on his side.
"You think an all-almighty organisation like the Church of Solis won't have its own dark secrets? We're merely the compromise that this world has to deal with. People accept us because they know that without us, all the nobles we've punished until now would be roaming free, doing whatever they want. Murdering, raping, pillaging, and all sorts of sins.
