"Crazy! You are crazy!" Ikarys shouted. Because of a trash person whose appearance is similar to your friend, you became crazy like this."
"That's right." Arine grinned, her smile filled with contempt.
Ikarys took a deep breath, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he looked at Arine as if he were looking at a dying person: "Okay, I don't want to stop you either. I hope you are satisfied with your choice."
He felt that Arine's choice was also good. In his mind, he could not let Arine leave this place alive.
After all, she had seen through his facade. If she spreads this story... he won't be able to continue being the Holy Son.
He also didn't believe that she would keep his secret. For Ikarys, the best secret keeper is the dead.
That's right, only dead people can be silent.
