NovelBook"W-What do you mean by that?" Thresmund asked, visibly shaken.
However, Philemon remained calm and continued speaking, "Don't you know the real purpose behind your foster father hosting
this event?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"l... I don't!" Thresmund replied firmly. However, the hesitation in his eyes did not escape Philemon's notice—it was clear that
Thresmund was lying.
Philemon pressed on, "If you don't know, then why did you turn this place into a venue for the selection of gods? You must have
received instructions, likely even before | did. That's why you're trying to divert everyone's attention with this charade, am I right?"
Philemon stepped closer and closer to Thresmund, who backed away repeatedly.
Philemon continued, "You're aware of the issues with the venue, aren't you? So, why aren't you doing anything about it? Is it really
okay to let your father carry on like this?"
"Il don't know what you're talking about!" Thresmund turned his head away in fear.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPhilemon did not press further.
"Letbe frank. One, our goals align—for now, at least. Two, sforces are unbreakable; these are the rules and the natural
order. Clearly, your foster father has started to overstep his bounds, and his downfall is only a matter of time."
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