"Hm?" Sunday was startled too. Why had those words just slipped out of his mouth?
Welt folded his arms and said coldly,
"I knew it."
"Even when an Aeon dies, it leaves behind an unclaimed Path."
"And within the all-embracing Harmony... echoes of the old days can quietly take root!"
The Dream Master's voice sank.
"Mr. Welt..."
"Being too perceptive is no blessing, especially when you have no one to back you up."
"Hmph." Welt glanced at the two of them.
"So that's how it is."
"In that case, I'll send you both to the grave together!"
The Dream Master narrowed his eyes at Welt and Robin.
"For the sake of our great undertaking, Sunday, let our two guests rest awhile."
"...What?"
Even Robin could see what was happening now.
She stared at her brother in shock.
Sunday gave Robin a cold glance, and a strange power instantly enveloped her.
"I'm sorry, Robin."
"You were the one person... I never wanted to learn any of this."
"But things didn't go as I'd hoped."
Robin clutched her forehead in pain, struggling to stay conscious.
"So this is the real reason I can't sing?"
"The shadow hanging over Penacony is actually..."
Sunday's gaze darkened.
"We were never children of the Harmony. The paradise we dreamed of... should not be created by Xipe, either."
"Happiness for the many can only be promised by the one who stands above them all."
"Through Law, humanity built society..."
"Through the Harmony, we gained Order."
Robin collapsed. Welt showed no surprise.
"Hm? Why are you still standing?" Sunday asked, puzzled.
He had cast the same technique on both Robin and Welt.
Robin had fallen, but Welt still stood there. It had not affected him in the slightest.
"Because you're too weak."
Welt made no effort to soften