Simm was concerned by Ken's unscrupulous actions. When she heard the whole thing from his account, she couldn't help but protest.
"That was too risky, blackmailing the whole city's aristocrats like that. We agreed to keep a low profile, master. We can't compromise on the basic principles of a safe hideout!"
"Wife, how long have you spent as a fugitive after I went to sleep?" Ken said with a sigh.
"Twenty years, right? You've become too accustomed to hiding your capabilities and goals because of those twenty years. If we're to change the world, we can't sit forever in the shadows. One or two Ultimate Rank experts won't be able to dominate this whole realm. We need to prepare for a war on a massive scale. We need allies and followers, and that would compel us to make moves in the open sooner or later. It's better we do it under our own terms than being forced by circumstances."
"But our safety-"
