As John's words fell, the scene went quiet, and no one dared to utter another word.
Indeed, John had already stated earlier, "Traitors to the fortress, die!"
But they had never considered that leaving could also be seen as a form of betrayal.
Some people expressed their dissent, yet John simply smiled faintly.
"After leaving this fortress, they can only go to the second or third fortress. Isn't that a betrayal of our first fortress?"
This statement left everyone speechless.
Yes.
This was a game of surviving 15 days while also fending off monster attacks.
Besides moving to other fortresses, there were no other possibilities!
In another sense, this indeed constituted a betrayal of their first fortress.
Percival stroked his beard, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
"This young man's temperament is to my liking. If he were a swordsman, I would certainly take him as my apprentice!"
