"Let it be handled by you" — Tyr yearned for such an order, even if the military blade on his waist was stained with the blood of innocent children and the filth of injustice. In front of state justice, individual honor, life, and happiness were all trivial.
"A tightly wound string will eventually break, Major."
Unable to see the curve of the speaking lips, he inferred from the tone of speech that was frivolous yet carried subtle persuasion that Li Lin's hidden lips were forming a mysterious smile—a derisive chuckle that was well-acquainted with others' thoughts and the essence of the problem.
"Indeed, this adoption is my arbitrary decision. I should apologize for that. Later, I will formally apologize to all the officers and soldiers, but I will not rescind my decision to adopt Roland."
"Is it because of Rinaldo Darkay?"
The question answered by a question was ever so cautious, the voice getting more tense.
