"Died in... the Southern Sea..."
As he locked eyes with those gentle orbs that had always looked upon him kindly, Yisen Gard couldn't grasp the meaning of the other's words for a moment, only able to mutter, "The last... opportunity?"
But he wasn't truly foolish, it was just a moment before the young man understood: "Uncle, are you suggesting... that I fake my death?!"
"Yes."
Patrick, with his hands stuffed into the pockets of his overcoat, seemed to truly have no intention of fighting: "If it were the outside world, you would have to die... at least, you would have to lose the potential to advance."
"But here—in Yisen, you can die, but you don't really have to die."
"Instead, you could gain freedom through death."
——Indeed.
At this moment, Ian was starting to comprehend Patrick's intent, or rather, the thoughts of the Ellen Family.
Such actions by Patrick were obviously not entirely his own idea... The Marchioness might not know, but Marquis Ayrin himself definitely did!
