"For the sake of Flame-Chasing, countless Chrysos Heirs have given their lives to prove our resolve."
"The illness was likely caused by Kenis's faction. They're harming the people while stirring up hostility between the citizens and the Chrysos Heirs..."
"They want to seize back power. They want to take control of Okhma City again."
"Please, help us!"
"I refuse." The young man's eyes were defiant.
"How do I know you aren't lying too? Kenis's faction would use us. What makes you any different?"
"You look down on us from on high. Have you ever truly cared about how we live?"
"Of course we care." Phainon's expression was resolute.
"What happened at the bath was my fault and Mydei's. If it still bothers you, I'm willing to give you my money and go with you to apologize to that woman."
"Forget it! What the hell good would an apology do now?!" The young man's emotions erupted like a powder keg.
He flung his arms about, spittle nearly hitting Phainon in the face.
"She's fucking pregnant! Pregnant, you motherfucker!"
He practically roared the words, his voice hoarse with despair.
Then a torrent of filthy curses poured out of him.
"Fuck you, you motherfucker! You hear me?! You arrogant bastards ruined my happiness! Go to hell! Crawl back to your golden nests!"
Cipher stood to the side, watching Phainon take the abuse with keen interest. Her shoulders began to shake uncontrollably.
"Pfft... Hahahahahaha!"
She couldn't hold it in any longer. Clutching her stomach, she burst into uproarious laughter, doubling over until tears nearly spilled from her eyes.
Her laughter sounded especially jarring amid the crude curses.
"Salvation boy, look what you've done. He's been through hell because of you!"
Phainon seemed not to hear Cipher's laughter. He tuned out the foul language too.