Mel fell silent.
So it is, this is still acceptable.
The people of the Disaster Church, throughout their lives, have been pursuing the spread of disaster, seeking the path to beckon the Origin Disaster, but there has never been anyone who could truly summon the essence of the Origin Disaster. They could only guide, not compel.
"Mel."
Hearing Kureya call his name, Mel looked over.
Kureya, with her eyes downcast, said softly, "Mel, when did you become a member of the Disaster Church?"
Mel said, "When? Let me think, probably around the time my father was preparing to pass the Duke's position to my good-for-nothing older brother."
Kureya's pupils contracted sharply.
No wonder, as Lord Father had said, Duke Mel once had an older brother, but he died in an unknown accident outside the city.
"However, I have never had much desire for power."
Mel said, "That is also why, over the years, I have still stood by Your Majesty's side."
"Then why do you now want to—"
