"I guess you didn't want your head attached to your shoulders anymore, Heliot." Samael's eyes that bore absolutely nothing, gazed at him. Life or death meant nothing to him anymore.
Power?
Duty?
The only reason Samael took up the position of the emperor was that he wanted to protect his beloved wife.
But now that he had lost her... Samael couldn't see any reason why he shouldn't burn this damn land.
"Your..." Heliot gripped Samael's sleeve, but to no avail. Samael was stronger than him, especially in his current state.
"Your Majesty, please listen to --" Fabian couldn't even finish his sentence as a sudden force slammed him against the wall.
"Fabian, you dared show your face to me. Does that mean you no longer value your life? Then I do not mind taking two as a warm-up." Samael gazed at where Fabian crashed, chuckling weakly. "This Great Heart Empire... and all the people in it... will have to die."
