Silvanus stopped. The moment he turned around, he saw the lost and absent-minded look on Nick's face.
Nick was truly easy to manipulate—far easier than he had expected.
An utterly ridiculous script had somehow succeeded in making Nick silently submit and follow him, as though everything had always been meant to be that way.
Silvanus couldn't even understand the way Nick's mind worked, but since everything had gone smoothly, he certainly wasn't complaining.
He took his own life seriously, which meant he would also take the information he possessed seriously. If Nick had become his believer, then he had to ensure Nick's survival as well.
Cruel and indifferent toward outsiders, yet hopelessly biased toward those he chose. Even if he could be strange at times, he would never truly harm his believers.
That would be Erebus.
Under Silvanus's unwavering gaze, Nick couldn't help but stiffen.
What now? Had he done something to displease Silvanus again?
