Evans only hesitated for a moment before looking at Isaac with a complex expression. He extended his right hand. "Then... let's take that gamble!"
Isaac grinned. 'Just as I thought,' he mused. 'Every Legendary Mage is a gambler at heart!'
'The only reason they wouldn't bet is if the reward hasn't met their personal threshold.'
"You won't be disappointed. Trust me. As much as I hate to admit it, it's my most famous title. So, I give you my word as the 'God-Usurper'—I will help you save this country!"
Evans's eyes flickered. 'Isaac's choice of words...'
'There was a big difference between "helping you save this country" and "saving this country with you."'
But Evans said nothing. He understood. A genius like Isaac was far too proud to share a fate of life and death with someone like him. It didn't matter. Evans had long since set aside his own interests. As long as the kingdom could be saved, he wouldn't hesitate for a moment, even if it meant giving up his own life.
