"Arthur, is this your handiwork in setting up an ambush?"
Redd Gold rested his chin on his hand, the scene of the two brothers confronting each other in the projection appeared to him like a soap opera at prime time.
"Let me guess: your approach is nothing more than using the cultivated second son Aloros, having him constantly provoke Leoz, then engaging in a fierce battle, leading to fratricide. Even if Leoz wins, he will have to bear the title of 'kin slayer' and be condemned by others."
"And by then, you have a reason to take on a role, perhaps as an adoptive father, friend, or relative, personally stepping in to demand a duel with Leoz."
