Carson Flores understood.
Avidan Hartman was planning to take him out.
Carson Flores said, "It seems there's no point in talking, is there?"
Avidan Hartman smiled, "Although you swore an oath and the Primeval Myriad Sword Art requires the Stele to comprehend, there's still a slight chance of leakage. You abide by the rules, so naturally, I must too. But if you don't, then I don't have to. Killing you will put an end to future troubles."
"Nereida Nash must have feelings for you. For that alone, you must die."
"You cannot kill him!"
Nereida Nash suddenly shouted, her face pale, raising her index and middle fingers like a sword against her forehead: "If you kill him, I'll kill myself!"
Avidan Hartman's face turned cold as he looked at Nereida Nash: "Suicide? You think you can kill yourself?"
A terrifying pressure emanated from Avidan Hartman, making Nereida Nash feel frozen, unable to move, let alone commit suicide.
