Chapter 625: Corner Him! Obliterate the Leech!
The puppet’s vicious accusations echoed like hammer blows collapsing on cracked vases, threatening to shatter the amber of determination still burning inside.
Adam snapped his face to the chair behind him, paling as he saw the emperor’s face crumble.
The steely glint in his eyes dimmed, leaving an almost empty gaze behind. The vengeful drive that forced his fingers to dig into the armrest faded, replaced by guilt reflected in their weak twitch.
He clenched his jaw. He couldn’t let this happen! They had a real chance of defeating the puppet, if not, to at least buy enough time to endure until the blessed land expelled him and the other disciples. But he couldn’t do it alone, nor let a father’s guilt crush his last hope.
Cursing his dependence on the emperor, he roared without wasting a second.
"Don’t listen! His arrogance is a deception, a clever weapon to infiltrate our heads and destabilise our psyche."
He gritted his teeth, snapping his head back to the window and glaring at the smirking puppet. "None of your eight children I’ve met resented you. The triplets wished to play once again with you. The princess continued to hone her tea-making skill to share a cup, and the second prince hailed your heroism until he dissipated. There was even one whose trial was to impress him as you did with your exquisite techniques. So, focus! Focus on the battle and hope we can save your other children instead of letting despair eat you inside out!"
Eyes blazing with mana, he controlled the arms to swing the six broadswords at the puppet.
While he was proficient, his movements looked dull compared to the emperor’s refined technique. The golem’s sluggishness heightened his frustration, forcing him to click his tongue as he watched the puppet evade the sharp edges without effort and hurl its burning fist against one of the arms.