303 Higher Class

Dyon took a deep breath. Dangerous or not, this was something he had to do.

This wasn't about some pseudo competition between him and Alidor, or about Dyon chasing after the answer to the Epistermic Tower's mystery, or even about having a break through in ranking.

No. Alidor had planned something big. And, whatever it was, had to do with conquering this gate. Something Dyon couldn't allow to happen.

He didn't care about Alidor's sad backstory or even his purpose behind doing all of this. Dyon had long learned that right and wrong were subjective and the world was a painting of grey, not black and white. Sympathy wasn't something he could afford to have when this Alidor was the same man who put his fiancée in danger not once, but twice.

Regardless of Alidor's reasoning, it was clear he wanted full control of this gate. What he wanted to do with it was irrelevant. He had to first pay a price for attacking Ri. And that price started and ended with this tower.