Ghislain's voice echoed throughout the room.

"You don’t want to live like this forever, but you’re too afraid to die, aren’t you? It’s understandable. With half-hearted resolve like that, even if you swing a knife, you’ll only scratch the surface.”

“…You talk a big game, quack.”

The butler, who had been silently listening nearby, flushed with anger and couldn’t hold back anymore.

“You’re going too far!”

Ignoring him, Ghislain continued.

"Are you really afraid you're going to die?"

“Stop it! Baron!”

“If you can’t make the decision yourself, I’ll make it for you. If you’re going to die anyway, why …