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Perhaps, in his own imagination, Tyros sounded like a noble and generous ruler, wanting to extend a helping hand to them. But to Kalentia, it seemed as if the young man had revealed his true motives – he didn't care about the human sacrifices; he craved power at the cost of his own father's life. He had even prepared in advance, discussing everything with representatives of the crown. If such behavior revealed anything about the Argalian, it was that his words or promises should not be trusted – in pursuit of his ambitions, people are capable of anything. And he would betray their squad just as easily as he betrayed the trust of his parents. Or perhaps even more easily – the pupils of Gungnir were complete strangers to him.
“It sounds too good to be true. And didn’t you yourself, Sir Tyros, admit to my sister your dislike for Her Majesty?”