James paused, the wine jar halfway to his lips. ‘Morgott? Is that why they came for me? It seems Yehria’s scheme has begun.’

Cedric glared at Slyvia and reprimanded, “Are you out of your mind?”

Sylvia countered, “Maybe he was deceived by Morgott’s spirit! We’ve only heard a one-sided story from Yehria. Shouldn’t we at least allow him to explain?”

Cedric snapped, teeth clenched in frustration, “Stop simping over him! You’re only doing this because he’s handsome—”

Slyvia retorted, “Nonsense! I am merely stating the truth. My master reminded me not to spare the wicked but also to not condemn the innocent.”

Amidst their escalating argument, James took a hearty swig of Chaos Absinthe and laughed. He realized Yehria’s plot was not without its flaws. The supreme beings were not fools either.

Xenova finally broke his silence. He smiled and said, “Slyvia does have a point. If you surrender Morgott’s spirit to us and accompany us to the Thirty-Third Heaven to clarify matters, nobody will h