"Tch."
Mr. O's expression remained unreadable as he processed Lyle's words while clicking his tongue in slight annoyance. The revelation about the Obsidian Serpent's ignorance regarding the events in Orsvald seemed to have caught him off guard. Lyle, however, wasn't about to let this opportunity slip away. He continued to press on, exploiting the newfound knowledge.
"So, Mr. O, tell me, what exactly do you hope to achieve by sowing discord within the army? Is it just chaos for the sake of chaos, or do you have a grander plan in mind?" Lyle inquired, his tone laced with skepticism.
Mr. O maintained his calm demeanor. "Our goals extend beyond mere chaos, Mr. L. The Obsidian Serpent seeks to reshape the power dynamics within the empire. The royal family has held a tight grip for centuries, and we believe it's time for a change. A change that benefits those who have been overlooked and oppressed."
Lyle scoffed. "Overlooked?"
"Oppressed?"
