"Mr. Dan Heng, are you refusing to accept this?"
"No one would accept something like this."
Dan Heng sent a water dragon crashing into Aglaea, knocking her back. Standing on the sea's surface, he said grimly:
"In the end, we caused no harm. Yet you still want to put us on trial."
"If you wish, you may both remain in Okhema. Its citizens will still treat you as honored guests." Aglaea hovered in the air, her gaze calm.
"But you must promise that today's absurd scene will never happen again."
"If we're to keep working together, you're the one who needs to make a promise." Dan Heng's eyes turned cold.
"After what happened, why do you think we'd still help you?"
"Do the Chrysos Heirs think they're above everyone else?"
"Whatever you choose, the Chrysos Heirs will continue toward the destiny foretold in the oracle." Aglaea's expression did not change.
"You two may be a ray of hope for Amphoreus, but until that's proven... you cannot become a threat to it."
Yan Huan: "Glug, glug, glug..."
Underwater, Yan Huan's oxygen mask was on Castorice's face. All he could manage was a stream of bubbles.
"..."
Seeing this, Castorice returned the mask to him.
"We weren't a threat before, but we are now," Yan Huan cut in.
Aglaea neither agreed nor denied it. "For the sake of the Holy City, I'm willing to embrace every trait people despise and use whatever cold but effective methods it takes."
"Effective?" Yan Huan flailed his limbs and swam up from the seabed. "You call this effective?"
Dan Heng narrowed his eyes:
"Forgive us, but we can't continue working together under this kind of pressure."
"If we can't earn everyone's—no, if we can't earn your trust, Amphoreus isn't The Nameless's only option. There's no need