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On the other side of the Expositor’s Shield, as the corruption continued to be pushed back by Receding Tide, Tirsen’s expression gradually eased. That was because the pressure the caster suffered was directly related to the pressure the Art they used was subjected to.
Zeric also removed his hand from Tirsen’s shoulder. At this point, the Expositor was no longer worried that the Whip of Order squad captain would run away. In order to draw the man in and bind him with shared interests, Zeric had tacitly allowed Tirsen to use the setup in the factory to operate a Bloodspirit Powder business, which had upset Luke greatly.
Luke held the view of being able to accept that the women were making a great sacrifice to repair the flaws of a holy relic, but he could not accept anything that was tainted with worldly filth to cling to that great sacrifice.
Tirsen looked at the Expositor who stood before him. His eyes held thick, lingering fear, but beneath that fear, there was also deep resentment. That was because, at the most critical moment earlier, if anything had gone wrong, Tirsen would have been drained dry in an instant, to the point that even his soul would have been swept into the Art, turned into the final bit of energy used to sustain its operation.
Without even needing to probe, Zeric could clearly see what that squad captain was thinking. Their relationship was simple, because it was pure. Well, a relationship of purely self-interests. Because of that, there was no need to speculate about complex human nature, because there was not much of that involved.
Receding Tide continued. In ten minutes, or perhaps even less, the corruption would be fully recaptured. After that, he would be able to release the Expositor’s Shield and jump down. One hand would completely seal the remaining...
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