Quillsana did not agree with Beluf. She shook her head and said softly:
"But Goff Legion's actions are abnormal. I believe you've noticed it too, along with those large-scale attacks on civilians."
"That's just how he is. I've got my own arrangements."
"No, it's more than that. And I know Grak well enough to know that you don't believe that's all there is to it either."
"Is that so?"
Beluf straightened up and roared:
"You think you know Grak that well?"
"Well enough, my lord."
Quillsana answered firmly.
"Well enough! Grak is absolutely not as mindless and savage as he looks. That is merely one of his masks. He is deeply calculating. Not everyone can see that, but it is the truth... and you know it too."
"Is that so?"
"Calm down, both of you. There's no need to get angry over a muscle-brained monster."
At Camille's words, Beluf's expression immediately relaxed. He turned his gaze aside, though the fury in his chest remained difficult to conceal.
That hotheaded Grak had always been trouble. What he did best was express his thoughts without restraint, voicing things that were unpleasant yet impossible to ignore.
More importantly, Guk protected him.
"A recorder I knew was murdered. Mina, the one who had always followed Limp Luo."
Quillsana continued, unwilling to give up because of Beluf's silence.
"Like me, she recorded everything that happened in Tyre under your rule. She was enraged by the slaughter at Farm No. 19, so she wrote it down... She was enraged by many things, and she was never afraid to discuss them. Now she is dead, and she was not the only one."
"Not just her? Who else?"
"Roel, that unbearably noisy girl. She was closer to Charkin, commander of the guard, than anyone else, and now she