"What are you truly waiting for?!"
Roger's penetrating question exploded like thunder in Yas's mind!
The air in the tavern seemed to have been sucked away in that instant, turning thick and oppressive.
Rayleigh's breath caught. He watched Yas nervously, his hand never leaving his sword hilt. He could sense that his captain's words had touched upon the deepest secret of the man before them!
Yet, to his surprise, neither shock nor anger appeared on Yas's face.
His ice-blue eyes remained as still as an ancient well, as though Roger's words had been no more than a breeze across a lake, unable to stir even a single ripple.
"Waiting?"
Yas spoke slowly, his voice carrying a faint trace of mockery, as though he were looking down upon the ignorant masses.
"I never wait."
"I only create."
"Where I go, there is order. What I say is law. All who defy me are evil. And evil has only one fate: purification."
Yas's words were calm, yet they held an unquestionable, godlike, absolute will!
Those words made the smile on Roger's face stiffen slightly.
He had imagined many possible answers, but never this one.
Create? Law? Purification?
This man truly considered himself... a god who wielded authority over the world!
"Ha... hahahahahaha!"
After a brief moment of astonishment, Roger suddenly erupted in earthshaking laughter!
He rocked back and forth, laughing until tears streamed from his eyes, as though he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Good! Well said! 'I only create'-what a line!"
Roger stopped laughing and looked at Yas, the fire in his eyes burning even brighter!
"I'm starting to like you a little, Yas!"
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