Lynn adjusted the Monocle with a faint smile and said:
"Believe it or not, Clown, you were used without even knowing it. You came to hunt me during the Dark Night City Calamity. Did you think that was some kind of honor? What an irony. Let me guess. If I'm not mistaken, that Pighead Butcher planned this whole affair, didn't he? He had you use my family to put extreme pressure on me, accelerating the resurrection process of the mark the Violet Great Lord left inside me. Am I right?"
"Then do you think he ever considered that what would be freed wasn't the Great Lord, but the consciousness of that Ancient God King?!"
"Yes, it all makes perfect sense. Your Female Host fell into confusion because of what happened before and lost oversight of you. Then you suddenly got the bright idea to speed up my resurrection process. Don't tell me you came up with that yourself?"
The heart beat even more violently. Lynn could clearly feel the gaze fixed fiercely on him.
Yet the smile on Lynn's face remained unchanged.
He pressed the mockery further.
"There was never any mistake. The moment you joined in forcing my hand, it was already certain that the one resurrected wouldn't be the King of Violet. You spout fanaticism and loyalty, yet you don't even know what kind of man your King was. He spent his entire life fighting the monster that would awaken inside him, yet you dreamed of using that very same method to resurrect him inside me."
"All he would feel is pity. Pity for you. And you were never loyal. You're nothing but an ignorant, self-righteous fool who was used!"
Savage fluctuations of emotion radiated from the heart.
"Shut up!"
But Lynn paid him no heed. Still smiling,