At that, Hassan's heart stirred.
He glanced hesitantly at Morgan, but kept his mouth tightly shut and said nothing.
"You're tempted."
Morgan's lips curled upward as she said with certainty, "You can't refuse."
"...I understand."
Hassan laughed. "So that's how it is. I understand completely.
"—You want to resist Calamity Red yourself too, don't you? You killed the Silver Crowned Dragon, and now you want to kill Calamity Red as well? The first apostle to kill two Pillar Gods... Could it be that you want to become an Angel, or even a Pillar God, through this achievement?"
"You said it out loud."
Morgan smiled sweetly. "Then we're accomplices now, dear.
"Just as the people of Herasul once defeated the Alke People... When the weak knights managed to defeat the giants, they relied on the resolve of 'not being shackled by hostages'."
By the time the Round Table Knights conquered Avalon, there were almost no natives left.
Given the giants' cunning and depravity, they could not possibly have refrained from forcing the inhabitants to betray the knights, or using their lives for moral blackmail. They had done exactly that back then, and Hellerchein had died because of it.
But clearly, the Round Table Knights' ranks had remained intact. The cold and resolute Arthur had not fallen for it because of that.
The fate of the humans living in Avalon, whom the giants raised like livestock, could thus be easily imagined.
Morgan knew how Iver viewed this matter. He was well versed in Advanced Divine Arts and Ritual Studies, so he could surely see the symbolism behind the war between the Red Hand Party and Paradise City. It was precisely the symbol of the Calamity Demon Dragon and the Silver Crowned Dragon.
The resisters burning with mad flames, and the cold monarch