"But, I'm afraid you already know the answer."
Isabelle said indifferently:
"Where were you, when Rolling Stone City was forced into a corner?"
"Let me answer that for you, you were coveting the power of the ancient gods, chasing a higher existence, ignoring those groups that needed your protection."
"At the time they needed you the most, you weren't there for them."
Matthew wanted to retort.
But the words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a thing!
"From this perspective, how is your behavior any different from mine?"
Isabelle taunted lightly:
"You have no idea how important the things in the disappeared historical world are."
"It is revolutionary for spellcasters, not a single spellcaster can resist such seduction."
"Look, aren't you doing the same thing as us?"
"We're all mere mortals kidnapped by supernatural powers, so why do you act all high and mighty in front of me?"
Isabelle stepped closer and closer to Matthew.
Her words became sharper:
