he world-shaking killing intent quickly subsided, and Bard also recovered from the oppressive aura.
He let out a heavy breath, his body relaxing as if a fish had returned to suitable waters.
Recalling the feeling just now, he looked at Liens with some horror; nothing had made him realize the gap between himself and Liens more than that oppressive aura.
"I can help your Rebel Army, and I can even help you kill that Earl, but I need you to kill everyone in the Rebel Army whom you believe deserves to die."
Liens's expression remained calm, as if the killing intent from just now was merely an illusion. He continued from his previous words, speaking faintly to Bard.
He chose not to act himself, first, because he wanted to see if Bard had the resolve to carry out his request. If not, how could he believe Bard could achieve the equality of ordinary people that he spoke of?
And if even Bard was like this, then he truly had no more expectations for the entire rebellious force.
