"That explains it—"
After listening to Rogue's explanation, Sea Wing's eyes flashed with understanding.
There were certainly many foolish lives in this world, but someone like his father, holding a high position yet stupid enough to be laughable, was indeed rather rare.
Unexpectedly, it was the Kindling-Toucher deep within Lanentrick that had been slowly exerting its influence.
After explaining the reason, Rogue spoke again, his words very direct.
"Sea Wing, I need you and Lanentrick to submit to Candlewood Island."
"The world is already on the verge of collapse, and this place is constantly being eroded by darkness. Candlefire will grant you new protection."
Rogue's tone was calm and indifferent.
Though the two had only known each other for a short while, saying this might be difficult for Sea Wing to accept.
In the past, Rogue might have given Lanentrick some time and shown it sufficient respect.
But he no longer had time to consider such things.
He might have use for the traits of Lanentrick's Kindling-Toucher, and The End could find this place at any moment. He had to be decisive and swift.
Yet upon hearing this, Sea Wing was not overly surprised. It seemed this outcome had been within his expectations.
"Lord Candle Keeper—there is no choice for me, is there?"
Sea Wing gave a bitter smile.
He was a smart man. He could easily take over Lanentrick's authority, but precisely because of that, he deeply understood that before the person standing before him, he had no power to resist.
This was a notification, not a negotiation.
"Yes."
Rogue nodded.
At the same time, he offered Sea Wing certain assurances.
Of course, to Sea Wing, such assurances were neither here nor there. A so-called contract was merely a sheet of paper that the strong could tear apart whenever