Kallen's heart lurched at the sight.
Had he caused Uncle Eisen to fall straight into being lost?
If so, this really was ridiculous. He had come to treat someone who had merely been having trouble with daily life, only to leave him critically ill after treatment?
But Kallen soon realized it had been a false alarm. The redness in Uncle Eisen's eyes slowly receded, and his gaze grew gentler... or rather, much sadder.
This meant Uncle Eisen had not killed his sister under Kallen's guidance. He had already done so in the past.
Perhaps in a dream, perhaps in a daze, faced with his sister's pleas, he had been unable to bear letting her suffer any longer and had killed her.
For the loved one, it was a release, but the person who did it could hardly absolve himself through reason.
Just like... Dis.
Kallen knew Dis had always been haunted by having killed his own son and daughter-in-law back then. He had never moved past it. Because of this, he had even begun to question the God of Order, paying an extraordinarily heavy price, to the point of condensing a second Godhead Fragment.
Although Eisen had not personally done it, that lifelike sensation and the moral self-reproach he endured were, in truth, little different from having done it himself.
This should have been the cause of Eisen's illness.
He had actually moved on, because afterward, he had still been able to work, continue advancing in rank, and keep walking his own path in life;
but he had left a part of himself forever inside that scene, behind that door.
It was like having an enormous wound that would never heal. Even without touching it, a passing breeze could make it hurt terribly.
At this moment, Kallen realized he had