At this thought, Iver suddenly recalled yesterday's Mutiny Incident.
When he first heard that someone had asked him to come soothe the soldiers, he honestly hadn't thought the problem would be that serious. Only after arriving did he realize that the conflict had escalated to such an extreme degree.
It was precisely because the situation felt so bizarre—the hostility between people was far too strong, far beyond what it should have been—that Iver had temporarily added the line, "The Fallen Angel interfered with us because he was afraid," to his speech.
But even then, Iver hadn't actually believed that this was the Fallen Angel's interference.
After all, the Great Sin Imprints in the Fallen Angel's possession were limited in number.
There was no way all these soldiers had been given Great Sin Imprints, right?
Nor had he sensed that the people were under a curse... Even if Iver had leveled up too quickly and lacked the necessary experience, Saint Ruan had arrived the night before last. Hadn't she failed to notice anything either?
But now, Iver truly realized that something was wrong.
If only he was acting strangely, it could still be explained as the Great Sin Scholar's innate Imprint of Pride flaring up...
But if everyone was acting strangely, then the Fallen Angel had definitely made a move!
The thought that surfaced in Iver's mind made even him jump—
—he wanted to charge straight to Lionheart City and kill the Fallen Angel!
A complete and mature chain of logic even emerged in Iver's mind: If all of this was the Fallen Angel's arrangement, his ritual or curse... then it meant the Fallen Angel had gained the initiative. If they continued dragging things out, more and more soldiers would become uncontrollable as the battlefield expanded. By then, they might even