"Before, at least you would avoid it and not participate when you knew that there were traps and danger," The Third Prince sounded disdainful. "But this time, you chose to come here. It means that you were moved by emotions. As a prince and a potential future emperor, you would lose when you get emotional. Before I decided on this plan, I already knew which one of us is going to win."
Zence Matten looked at the button on Iron's belt and thought, "Yeah, if it were before, I would instantly forfeit this mission. But now, I joined on my own, and I don't regret anything even at this moment."
"My dear, oh no, stupid little brother, you regret it now, don't you? Unfortunately, it is too late…"
"I don't regret anything," Zence Matten interrupted, and the atmosphere became a little silent.
