"I have forgiven you."
These words were spoken by Eden in his heart.
As though hearing something, Arsia timely raised her face, gazing at Eden under the firelight.
"You have become a martyr again."
Arsia said, her tone carrying a hint of delight.
That way, Eden would once again offend his own father, and she could witness the lofty Emperor become frustrated.
Arsia selfishly thought to herself,
"Not just that, I have forgiven you as well."
Eden spoke out.
Arsia looked at him puzzled, then annoyedly burst out.
Because when Eden spoke those words, he appeared like a victor, as though she had made a mistake, yet he was magnanimously pardoning her.
"Forgive me? I don't need your forgiveness, what does your forgiveness even mean?"
Arsia spoke out.
Eden replied,
"I am a priest."
"Yes, the youngest priest, how does that matter?"
Arsia sneered,
"You are nothing but a heretic, just as I said before, even after death, you will be despised."
