"Redd, what you said, I don't understand."
The man stroked the armrest of the throne, looked up at her, his gaze very calm, never intimidated by his own assertiveness and aura.
He simply said:
"But I understand you, my child. If you've truly decided to join forces with Lord Leoz, don't plan on ditching him after he's served his purpose."
"Otherwise, Leoz, that guy who has nothing, will erupt with a force that will make you tremble."
"Moreover, do you truly believe Leoz reached this point alone? My child, his power is not personal, nor is it solely provided by Morphederia. Behind Leoz are countless others just like him, people who have handed power directly to Leoz. Do not take this power from Leoz, or it will trigger an overwhelming tide."
"Not just Leoz, Redd, how many people have you already ruined, taking everything from them, even what they didn't have, has been preemptively spent?"
