"Or have you already become accustomed to submitting to him, with the entire Ice Dragon Clan being his vassals, and even you have become a dog he raises."
Roger said coldly.
Devour's face stiffened.
"It's not like that, I endure these things because..."
"Because you want them to survive?" Roger spoke again.
"I understand your sacrifice, but have you ever thought about why you were the only one who chose to submit back then."
"One person fears death, two people fear death, but does that mean every male member of the Ice Dragon Clan is a coward clinging to life?"
Devour's face was almost transparent, as if he realized something.
"You made a great sacrifice, but perhaps your mother and sisters, they just wanted to die quietly."
Roger's last sentence pierced through all of Devour's psychological defenses.
"Death is the best choice." Devour murmured, as many visions appeared before him.
