A Sacrifice for the Greater Good

“What do you mean?”

Ferda asked her.

“That man probably never intended to let Regent Ferda go in the first place. When the Emperor’s son bowed his head and begged for his life, he had no choice but to pretend he would.”

“It seems he intended to let me go when it came out that I was a black mage, though?”

“That was closer to an unforeseen situation. But setting that unforeseen event aside, what do you think?”

“Then what he was aiming for was….”

As they continued talking, Ferda was able to grasp the clue as well.

“Alexander and Duke Yurei.”

Olivia nodded.

“He probably never intended to forgive that fat brother of mine from the moment he said he’d lost the Legion. Since he couldn’t have his head cut off anyway, he manipulated him into flailing about on his own until all he revealed was an ugly side. My throat’s dry. May I have a cup of tea?”...