The moment those words left Caesar's mouth...
The atmosphere instantly froze.
A fierce wind swept across the battlefield.
"I'm afraid I'll have to decline that proposal," the Grand Elder replied calmly as he briefly glanced toward Princess Rasel, who stood among the crowd beside Devon.
Hearing his response, Caesar wasn't particularly surprised.
Of course, the Grand Elder knew Princess Rasel wasn't simply going to be "questioned."
The moment she left the Molak Family, she would become prey.
Her life would hang by a thread.
Judging by the overwhelming force the Black Hawk Organization had brought with them, it didn't take a genius to realize they had been hired to capture—or kill—Princess Rasel.
"Very well."
"But do you realize that by doing this, you're making the Molak Family our enemy?" Caesar asked calmly.
The Grand Elder smiled.
"And so what?"
"The princess has already undergone her awakening."
As he spoke, the Grand Elder stepped forward.
