Chapter 367
Chapter 367
"......"
Ismailov was even less responsive than Heike. He showed no shock at my words, nor any who do you think you are look. He only watched me, mouth firmly shut, the fronts of his eyebrows gently tilted.
"Did I guess wrong?"
I asked that with a smile, and only then did Ismailov drop his eyes downward. I looked at the light blinking red beneath his glove.
"The alarm is quite loud. Your heart rate keeps exceeding the threshold and causing all this—does nothing come to mind about it?"
"......"
"Say, that it's embarrassing, or that having to wear an artifact like this is unreasonable to begin with, or that you want to escape the situation, or that my seniors constantly showing up is a burden... honestly, isn't even the way I'm talking at you like this somewhat irritating, from where you sit?"
And was that all? Going back to something more fundamental, let's reconsider what "messenger of the covenant" means. It means this man holds a position equivalent to the founder-head of a cult. In a position like that, he could live in swaggering luxury his whole life—at minimum, as long as he's treated as a "prophet" per the title, he ought to be able to live in honor. Instead, he was handed to the Empire alone by the Pleroma leadership, his magic power restricted, his entire condition streamed in real time to the Imperial government, unable even to leave this room by himself. In what way is this the treatment a founder-class figure receives? The Imperial government has no choice but to guard against him, fine—but shouldn't Pleroma, at the very least, never have allowed the figure they call the "messenger of the covenant" to be treated like this?