"Tier 3 Magic, huh…"
Scarlet Queen let out a bitter laugh. The last shred of resistance in her heart—however ridiculous—vanished completely.
In fact, deep down, she even felt a hint of relief.
That final statement from the other side had given her a way out.
Otherwise, what did it matter if they were one of the top ten guilds?
What did it matter if they were Scarlet Legion?
If war broke out, Scarlet Legion would inevitably follow in Sterling Group's footsteps. And by then, regret would come far too late.
With that thought, Scarlet Queen turned to look at Edward, whose face was ashen with despair. Her voice was calm but firm.
"Edward, you know what you have to do, don't you?"
Edward's expression twisted—first turning green, then purple, then white, then black, then back to white again…
Until, in the end, all that remained was a pale, desolate smile.
A smile of utter defeat.
