"The Priesthood? Asking the Hierophant to personally heal you?" Ares muttered as he looked at Zeon with utter disbelief. "Zeon, who do you think you are? Why would the Hierophant personally treat you? Forget for a moment that the chances of that happening are close to zero, even if the Hierophant did decide to save you, what kind of price do you think White Peak has to pay?

"We could have gotten you healed if you simply lowered your dignity for a while. But now, we'd have to throw away White Peak's dignity instead as well as owing so much favor to the Priesthood. Do you really think it's worth the price?"

Then, Ares gave Camellia a cold look. White Peak had always been playing both sides, siding with the victors. Ares was very clear that if he really did beg the Hierophant, then White Peak would end up becoming nothing but servants to the Priesthood.

And before Harvey retired, they would never have had the chance to claim any more victories.

However, not only did Camellia make Zeon