Once, Sir Awen had told him this truth.
And now.
He had no choice but to tell White Night as well.
Lynn looked at him and said, "That is the true curse on the Matriarch. What truly torments her isn't those shackles, but the shadow born behind the light. And this is probably a secret no one should ever know, because for most devout believers..."
"It's no different from murder."
White Night's face had turned as pale as paper.
Lynn raised his head, those heavy halos flowing through his eyes.
He knew what White Night had seen.
Or rather, the moment he saw the pitch-black feather left on the ground, he had understood everything that had happened. In this world, only when that pitch-black Fallen Angel manifested could the Death-Binding Curse on her be ignored.
And clearly, it was precisely because those Plague Doctors knew this that they had been willing to take the risk.
Because once the Matriarch's curse erupted into complete turmoil.
The emergence of that Fallen Angel was all but inevitable.
"They didn't take the Matriarch away. They finally found an opportunity to awaken the dark Fallen Angel they worshipped, to awaken the Matriarch's dark side."
This was Dark Night City's greatest secret.
It was also why those Plague Doctors still considered themselves the most devout believers even after their betrayal. In essence, they had never betrayed their faith. Their faith had simply been too absolute.
Lynn looked at White Night with complicated feelings and said:
"Uncle."
"This is also why I've never dared to tell you any of this. And you know as well as I do that once certain things are accepted as fact, our Dark Night City could fall apart overnight."
It was like discovering that the Satan you had fought for thousands of