Livia's father, possibly one of the most influential and powerful SSS-ranks in the world, leaned forward as he studied Logan in silence.
Finally, he cleared his throat.
"You've now stood at the center of power in this world, Mercer," he said slowly. "Tell me… what did you see?"
Logan stared at the man in front of him in silence, confused by the sudden question. The center of power? What I saw? he thought, mind churning.
He didn't understand what exactly Temperance was referring to, but he had a vague guess.
"What I saw…" Logan started, tapping his finger on the armrest. "… control."
Temperance tilted his head slightly, gesturing for him to continue.
Logan hesitated for a moment, before giving a small nod. "…It looked more like a performance to control people's opinions and show off the Church's power rather than an actual ceremony."
"Every movement, every word, none of it felt normal and pure."
