Each one of them fell silent. As people in power, they were more aware of it, but it was not that the citizens were clueless, either. They all bonded together specifically because of this issue.
That was their reality.
"But did you really have to betray us like that?" Sania could still not accept that he was subdued against his will. Furthermore, it was also an outsider.
As a proud clan leader of the Golden Crow, which was once an illustrious royal clan, Sania could not even imagine facing the ancestors.
Zarilan gave a bitter smile.
"It was done. There was nothing he could do." He could only say it as such. At the end of the day, even if they argued all day or killed him for his betrayal, nothing would change.
They were all under the soul contract and with one master.
This left the others speechless again. Even the old snake, Nagaru, heavily sighed. Sania gritted his teeth and glared at Zarilan before he turned around with his entourage.
