Vicolai, who had been so arrogant before, finally wilted after Kallen said those words.
When his family's "glory" could no longer give him enough protection and security, it was like making his underdeveloped little brain think about things he could not understand.
"Whether you cooperate or not, we'll see the procedures through. You can keep hoping your family will get you out, but I'm telling you, they're unlikely to succeed."
This time, the higher-ups of the Whip of Order would certainly withstand the pressure. After all, he had been brought in through the proper procedures. Letting him leave unharmed would be a slap in the face to the entire Whip of Order.
"Even if that one-in-ten-thousand chance comes through and I receive orders from above tomorrow to release you..."
Kallen paused,
looked at Vicolai,
and said with a smile:
"Before releasing you, I'll give you my punishment. After all, I have no family to worry about."
Actually, I do have family, but I really don't worry about retaliation against them.
Kallen stood up, straightening his cuffs as he continued, "In short, you won't leave this place alive. Enjoy the time you have left. When you leave, even if I let you keep an intact corpse, there won't be a trace of Spiritual Power left inside it. I won't even give you the chance to undergo Awakening and see your family one last time."
"You... you... how can you do this..."
Kallen's earlier displays of giving up three chances to advance, along with that pronouncement of judgment-no, that curse!
In short, Vicolai's psychological defenses began to crumble. In this atmosphere, he finally understood that Kallen was not threatening him, but stating a fact.
Vicolai began to tremble. All his courage and arrogance rested on his ability to get out. Once that