After much contemplation, Flandre decided to remind her father. Thus, she opened her mouth and said,
"Father, everyone harbors evil thoughts. Even the most perfect person, if you were to measure their heart and dissect it, it would ultimately be unbearable to look at.
Besides, four Divine Favored... If I were a deity, then by making a little sacrifice, I could crush a talented young man and cause great chaos. That wouldn't be a bad choice at all."
"Don't worry. I won't be easily swayed by the will of the gods. I will use my own eyes to witness everything. Go now, Flandre, this discussion ends here for now."
In the stifled voice of the Duke of Lion Heart, there was a tone that brooked no refusal. Flandre knew that whatever she said next would not shake her father's resolve.
Thankfully, things had not yet reached the worst-case scenario.
She made a Mage salute and was about to leave the dining room.
