The sky outside the car window was pitch-dark. In the sealed space, magic blocked out all sound, making the air feel especially stifling.
"Then what else can I do?"
Ilene lowered her eyes and muttered.
The price of betraying Destruction Bishop Ivanos was something she would rather die than endure.
"If I'm not mistaken, Ivanos destroyed your happy life when you were young too. You started climbing up step by step through piles of corpses before eventually reaching this position, didn't you?"
Based on what Lanchi had previously learned about the pasts of the Direct subordinates of the Destruction Branch, as well as the way Destruction Bishop Ivanos trained his High Priests, he could determine that the vast majority of High Priests willing to remain loyal to Ivanos were deeply controlled by fear.
This was obviously a terrible method of team management.
"Yes..."
Ilene nodded. Her eyes were filled with despair, but her nearly broken smile also seemed to be anticipating release.
She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of Ivanos.
Just recalling that figure was enough to keep her mind from even entertaining the thought of disobeying his orders.
"My life is already over."
There was a hint of pleading in Ilene's voice, as if she hoped the other person would stop saying such things.
Just hearing words that seemed to encourage her to betray Destruction Bishop was already an unforgivable sin.
However.
Lanchi nodded.
"Have you ever considered killing yourself in another way and starting a new life?"
he asked.
"..."
Hughberlian glanced at Lanchi. She really could not judge what would happen after he began with this classic opening.
She no longer wanted to hear what the two of them were going to discuss.
"There's no escaping... The people who tried to leave the