The words weren't just spoken in anger, but with clarity, with release. It was as if a chain had snapped inside his heart, and the burden he had carried for too long had finally shattered.
Cindral and Malrick stared at him, their expressions changing again and again. They wanted to speak, wanted to argue, wanted to salvage something, but no words came. Even they could feel it now, faintly, like a crack spreading beneath their feet.
The Lion Dynasty royal family's methods had gone too far.
And now, the consequences were already taking shape.
Alaric Von Seraph and the others did not hesitate either. Seeing Gerrad leave, they immediately followed, their faces grim and their hearts burning. None of them wanted to remain in this place for even a breath longer. The royal court, once glorious and dignified in their imagination, now felt like a rotting swamp where even the air carried the stench of corruption.
