"Since I've been so cooperative with your little performance, shouldn't I get a cut?"
Adam looked calmly at Amon without saying a word.
Amon chuckled softly, unconcerned, and continued on his own:
"I was going to find the Snake and steal some of his luck, but he happened to be away from the Forsaken Land of the Gods. Then I found traces of Sefirah Castle in the City of Silver near the Giant King's Court, so I ended up arriving a little late."
"Although I missed your little play just now, it seems I didn't miss all of it."
"Oh, and this probably wasn't part of your script: that I'd come here in person."
There wasn't a trace of emotion in Adam's pure, infant-like golden eyes. He watched Amon calmly for a long while before saying, "When the time is right, he'll help you summon Bethel back from the exile imposed by Evernight and Storm."
"This is a necessary condition for the birth of the Lord of the Mysteries. Neither you nor the Fool has the ability to deal with the Primordial Moon's corruption within Bethel, or the inevitable erosion that will follow."
"Bethel's return from exile will fulfill the advancement ritual for the Door. The convergence between his Characteristics and the Uniqueness will then no longer be sealable, which will fulfill the advancement ritual for Error."
"Until then, you can't interfere with the Fool by going around Evernight."
After a brief pause, he asked without looking at anyone:
"Do you accept this arrangement?"
Amon straightened the Monocle on his face and smiled. "I'd like to say I don't accept it, but I can't seem to find a reason to object."
After a moment, he looked at Cyril, standing behind Adam.
"What about you?"
"Me?" Cyril's gaze shifted between Amon