Luca couldn't help but admit that Alfred's words made him realize something. He truly didn't understand the kind of allure that the throne held over people, enough to drive them to such madness.
But frankly, he didn't want to understand. Their ideologies were too different, and there was no point in continuing the discussion.
It seemed Alfred sensed the shift in mood.
He sighed deeply. "I don't have much time left. Once I've finished passing on the necessary details, then you can act, if you wish."
Luca summoned the Solar Divine Spear, its golden light casting a brilliant glow in his hand. "Do you think I came here just for that?"
As he took a step forward, a golden Divine Flame surrounded him.
The palace guards, who had been watching him warily from the start, immediately moved to block his path, their faces filled with anxiety.
