"You should know, that's impossible."
"Let's try, what if it works?"
Think clearly, trying equals dying, do you also want to become a well-known painting beyond death?
Wayne vaguely felt the Dark Goddess was betting, no, raising the stakes, but he was unclear about what she really wanted.
After a moment of contemplation, he approached Vizi, looking at the Female Knight who knelt respectfully before him, clearly aware of whom her worship truly was for.
Certainly not him.
"Knight Vizi, you said you would offer me all your loyalty, like serving a Goddess."
"Yes."
"I have a question, and I hope you can answer immediately."
Wayne spoke bluntly: "One day, when I confront the Dark Goddess and only one of us can survive, to whom will your loyalty go?"
Vizi was silent, sweat continuously dripping on the floor.
"You see, I have no reason to keep an undercover agent close to me..."
