"Is it the Chancellor…?"
Kai's hand grabbed the handle of the door, but he didn't twist.
He stopped, looking down at the wooden floor.
"Is he already making a move against me? Making it harder for me to survive?" Kai ground his teeth in anger. His face contorted grimly. "Just because I won… Just because I desired to be free from this damn status of a Lesser Angel, he took his time to make it harder for me?"
Back then, when he was face-to-face with the Chancellor, he thought he knew it all.
He thought he could read through the Chancellor's eyes.
He couldn't.
Those cold, condescending eyes don't think that his ambition to become an ordinary Angel is a hope needed to be crushed. No. In those condescending eyes, his ambition was an infectious disease. One that needed to be taken out quickly.
"But how…?" Kai clutched the door handle harder. "How can I fight back against this?"
Of course, he could work hard and triumph over the Chancellor's attempt to root him out.
