Chapter 805
Ian let out a chuckle and lowered the hand holding the bottle onto the saddle, turning to Thesaya. "Your ambition really has no end, Thesa."
"It can’t be helped. As I said, the situation calls for it."
"Of course it does." Ian snorted again at her shameless reply, turning his gaze away.
Figures. A fairy through and through.
"But that’s not all, Ian. It’s also because of the prophecy," Thesaya added lightly.
That alone was enough to make the faint smile on Ian’s face stiffen.
"I said there was no way for everyone to survive, and even told you to kill the Emperor immediately, didn’t I? I kept wondering why I said something so absurd back then, but now I’m sure. It was because a situation where that’s possible is being created."
Ian stared silently at Thesaya as she continued, realizing only then that he hadn't been the only one dwelling on the prophecy.
Meeting his eyes, Thesaya smiled. "And if that happens, we might even prevent the greater chaos that comes after the civil war."