Had he ever thought about those innocent victims who had died? Brent suddenly froze for a moment. In truth, he had thought about it. He simply believed that what was lost could not be recovered, so shouldn't they instead hold on to what they had not yet lost? Yet vaguely, he felt there was something wrong with that way of thinking. But when asked to explain it, he couldn't. So he stood there, momentarily speechless.
Yinsen's words were not meant only for Brent. They were also meant for Arthur, who had been hiding among the crowd.
Though the young King Arthur understood Yinsen's actions, that did not mean he fully agreed with them. He too felt that Yinsen was being overly fixated. So when Brent stepped forward to stop Yinsen, he had not immediately come out. Instead, he stopped walking, harboring thoughts much like Brent's—resolving this grudge was better than insisting that one of them lose their life.
He had indeed taken Yinsen's earlier words to heart and recognized the core of the issue, but a personality forged over more than a decade would not change overnight. Unless something powerful enough to shatter his worldview happened, he would still think according to his old habits.
Only now, after hearing Yinsen's words, did he realize how immature and incomplete his earlier thoughts had been. He had focused only on the grudge between himself, Yinsen, and Gino, while overlooking the fact that beyond their personal enmity, Gino was also a heinous criminal.
As a knight, he was supposed to uphold fairness and justice and bear the responsibility of punishing evil and eliminating wrongdoing. So he finally stepped out of the crowd and slowly came to stand beside Yinsen.
"I'm sorry. I kept thinking you were hung up on a personal grudge, so