Daniel's gaze remained fixed on Lioran. When he had come here, he had expected that in the end a physical conflict would occur. He had expected to even get into a conflict with the entire tower.
The possibilities were many, and he was prepared for all of them. And the more he learned about this boy's popularity, the more he felt that removing him would be difficult.
But in the end, it turned out that Lioran had nothing of his own. His entire foundation in the Central Magic Tower came from the only living founder.
Lioran was just a puppet, a disposable vessel. And all that power, popularity, and foundation he had in the tower was nothing more than an illusion.
This made him think about how dangerous and terrifying it could be to be someone's puppet. Puppets always walk on a thin string. With the smallest mistake, they lose everything.
What if he himself was a puppet? He had mostly understood the truth about the fallen god.
