'Turn against… each other?'
Barney Junior was stunned. His gaze was unfocused... as though he was remembering the past.
When they heard this, the Royal Guards responded differently; Samel sneered, Beldin and Naer remained silent, Tardin snorted coldly, Bruley made an anxious sound, and Canon even gasped after he lost his composure as he walked at the rear.
An agonized Nalgi held the torch. The fire flickered constantly.
"Barney, please… After we go out, can you just let this all slide?"
The more Barney Junior frowned, the more puzzled he became.
"Let it… slide?"
Nalgi let out a hum of acknowledgement. His words traveled in the tunnel. There was a barely noticeable emptiness in his voice.
"You know, find a place and live through our remaining days quietly. We can just forget about Zakriel, forget about him…"
As he listened to the conversation between the two, Thales suddenly felt that the atmosphere had turned strange.
