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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 95: Master and Slave

Chapter 95: Master and Slave

Tilda‍‍ Pascal was a villainess.

According‌‍⁠ to the testimonies⁠⁠ of Stephan and‍ Merchit, who had⁠ lived under the‌ same roof as⁠ her, she was​ a woman incapable​ of showing mercy.‌

They‌‍‍ said she destroyed⁠⁠ everything that annoyed⁠⁠ her.

And​‌‌ a personality like‌​​ that inevitably attracts⁠⁠ resentment.

Perda,‍​ who had accumulated‍‌⁠ more resentment than‍‍ anyone else, knew⁠​ that very well.​⁠

That⁠‌ was why he‌‌‌ believed there had​​‌ to be a fairly obvious culprit​ behind all of‍ this.

The‍⁠ most suspicious was‍ Rico Dandolo, who​‌‍ had been poisoned.​

Then⁠ came Stephan, Merchit,⁠⁠ or even their‍ wives.

He‍ had even suspected​‌‍ Herman, the father.‌

But‌‌ there was one⁠‌ person Perda had‍ never suspected.

That‍‍⁠ middle-aged man who​⁠⁠ seemed so clumsy.‍‌‌

Henri.⁠‌​

“So​‌​ it was you​​ who ordered the​ investigation on Tilda?”‍​

Unable‍ to believe it,​ Perda asked directly.⁠

“That’s⁠ correct.”

“You‌‌​ hired them while‍‌ wishing for her​​ downfall?”

“That’s‍⁠ correct.”

“And‍ even knowing it⁠ would end like‌ this, you still​​‍ did all of​​‍ this?”

“Of⁠‍​ course. I had‍ already considered this‌‍⁠ ending as well.”‍

Henri​‍ smiled faintly.

At​ first glance, it​ looked like an⁠ overly gentle smile.‍

So‍ gentle that he⁠‍ seemed like a naïve person incapable⁠⁠ of hiding what‌ he felt.

“Why?”‍‌

“Because‌‍‌ I sincerely love‌⁠ Tilda. I would‍ do anything for‍​‌ her.”

“And‌‌‍ that ‘anything’ ends⁠ like this?”

Ruri‍​ interrupted as she​‌⁠ listened.

Her​ face was filled‍⁠⁠ with disgust.

“Of​ course.”

Henri‌ answered with a smile, as if​ he did not​‍ care at all​‍ about her reaction.⁠⁠

And⁠‍⁠ upon hearing that‍​⁠ answer, everyone else’s‍ expressions looked very​⁠ similar to Ruri’s.‌

“I‍​ don’t mind being‍ criticized. Countless women​⁠‌ whispered words of⁠‍‌ love to me⁠‌ only because of​ my money and​‍ reputation. So why⁠‌ can’t I also‍⁠ love only someone’s‍‍ appearance?”

“I‍⁠‌ have no intention​‌ of criticizing your‌ actions. But I am curious.”

“Please‍‍‌ ask.”

“Is‌‌‌ this woman really⁠⁠ worth enough for⁠ you to hand⁠⁠‍ over your company‌‍‌ to me?”

Tilda⁠ was beautiful, yes.​

But‌ she was not‌‌⁠ an incomparable beauty.​‌

She​‍​ was nowhere near‍ Olivia, the woman⁠ for whom a man had handed⁠‌ over his entire‍​ territory and a million roses.

Henri​​⁠ answered as though‍⁠‍ none of it​‍ mattered.

“The‍ company was my‌​ father’s treasure, not‍‌ mine. It never‌​ held that much‍ value for me.⁠‍ If anything, I wanted to get‌‍​ rid of it.​ And so I used the woman‍​‍ I love.”

“Tilda?”⁠‌

“She‍ is a truly‌ beautiful woman, but​⁠ also a truly​​ sinister one. Who‌ in this world⁠‍‌ poisons her father-in-law​⁠ and plans to⁠ murder her entire​‍⁠ family?”

Henri‌ had been waiting​⁠ for Rico’s death.​​‌

He⁠ had watched everything.⁠‍​

And‍‌‍ controlled everything.

In⁠‍‍ a way, the⁠​ one who truly​‍ had Tilda spinning​ in the palm‌​⁠ of his hand‌​​ was Henri.

Only‌‍ then did Perda‌‌ finally understand a question he had⁠ left aside.

“They⁠‌‍ said that when‍ the catalyst was‍​ destroyed, the head⁠‌‌ of the family,‍‍ Rico Dandolo, suddenly‍ died.”

“That’s⁠⁠ correct. My father‍‍‌ passed away.”

“That⁠‌ was not Tilda’s⁠​ doing.”

Perda’s‍⁠‍ eyes seemed to⁠ pierce through Henri.‍‌

“But‍​⁠ it certainly looked‌ like something she‌ would do.”

Henri​ answered ambiguously.

“My​​⁠ father always wanted‌ me to become‍⁠ a strategist. And‍ I became the‍ son who fulfilled⁠ his wishes.”

“……”​

Perda‍ could not answer.‌​‌

After‍ the silence, Henri⁠⁠ concluded the conversation.⁠

“As‍ promised, I will​‌ hand over the⁠‌ Dandolo Guild. I will transfer the‌‌‍ ownership rights to⁠​ you, Regent Perda,​​⁠ and if you‍​​ delegate the management‍ rights to my​‌ brother-in-law, everything will‌​ be resolved quickly.”‌​‍

“Understood.”‍‍‌

“All‌⁠ of my companies‍​​ will pass into‍​ your hands. So‍ I would like‍​ to ask for‌⁠​ just one thing.”⁠​⁠

“What​‌‌ is it?”

“I‍ want you to​ return something that‍ was taken from​‌ my wife.”

Perda’s‍‌ gaze shifted toward⁠ Ruri.

She‌​ frowned with obvious‍‍​ irritation.

“I‍ didn’t touch anything.”‌

That​‍ meant someone else⁠⁠ had secretly taken‌ it.

Perda​​‌ immediately pointed to⁠ the next suspect.​

“And⁠⁠⁠ why are you⁠‌⁠ looking at me?”​‍‌

Penelope.​

“Because⁠ it could only​‍ be you.”

“You‍⁠‍ put me in‌‍ a difficult position‍‍ saying such passionate‌‌ things, ugyaaak!”

“Stop⁠​ saying nonsense and‌ talk! Where did⁠ you hide it?”⁠

“Ugek!⁠ Eek! I-it’s on⁠​​ my tail! I hung it on‍‍ my tail!”

“You‌ damned demon, it‌‍ had to be‍‍‍ you. Will your​​ insides explode if⁠‍​ you go a single day without‌ causing trouble?”

“Hngh,‍​ my diamond…!”

“What‍‍ do you mean​‌ your diamond, you‌​ lunatic?”

Zed​‍ searched her thoroughly⁠‌‌ and, just as​‍ she said, there⁠⁠ was a ring​‌​ hanging from her​ tail.

A ring made with‍ a Blood Diamond,‍‍⁠ a jewel impossible⁠⁠​ to buy with‌ money.

Zed⁠⁠ handed it to​‌ Perda.

“It’s​‍‌ a Blood Diamond.‍ An engagement ring?”​⁠

“That’s​⁠⁠ correct. It is‌ the only thing⁠​ my wife truly⁠⁠‍ loves.”

As⁠ soon as Henri⁠ received the ring,⁠ he walked directly​ toward Tilda.

“Uuu……”​‌

She‍ made gloomy sounds,⁠ like a wandering‍​ spirit.

“Tilda,⁠ my love. Look⁠⁠ at this. It’s​​ your favorite diamond⁠ ring.”

Tilda’s​ empty eyes, while​ she sat there‍ completely gone and‍ drooling, turned toward‍‍​ the ring.

Those​‌ eyes that had​ wandered aimlessly suddenly‍‍‍ focused clearly on⁠‌​ the diamond.

“Hehe……”⁠​⁠

She⁠‌‍ smiled as though‍ she had obtained‍‌‍ the entire world.​⁠⁠

And⁠‍​ Henri smiled as‍ he watched her.⁠‌​

***‌​‌

Henri​⁠ promised to disappear‍ together with Tilda.‌

He​ had not lied‌​‌ when he said‌‌‌ he had anticipated‌ this ending.

He​⁠​ had already prepared​​ a house in⁠ the west as‌‍⁠ well as enough‍​⁠ money to live⁠‍ modestly.

He⁠⁠‍ intended to leave⁠‍​ Dandolo Mansion taking‌ only what was‍ necessary to quietly‌‍‍ live out the⁠​ rest of his‍​ life.

“He​⁠⁠ truly is a twisted man.”

Ruri⁠‌ said.

Her‍‍⁠ clenched hands were‌​‌ filled with the‌‍ desire to break‍‌ Henri’s neck.

“You​⁠‍ really intend to​ let him go?”‌‍⁠

Perda‌ nodded as though‌‍ it were the‌ most natural thing‌‍‍ in the world.⁠​‌

“He‍​ fulfilled his promise.​ So I must‌ fulfill mine as​‌ well.”

“And‍​‍ what if something‍ so disgusting ends‌‍‍ up ruining our⁠‌ affairs? Considering how⁠​‌ he manipulated a witch from the​⁠ shadows, he could​ easily do it​ again.”

Perda‍‍ looked at Ruri.⁠‌‍

“Wanting‌⁠ to kill him‌‌⁠ is only your‍ personal desire.”

“It’s‍ disgusting. How can⁠ someone kill his​‌⁠ family and destroy‌⁠ the person he‌ loves like that?”​‌⁠

Ruri,⁠​ who normally never​‌​ interfered in human‌‌⁠ matters, said that.​​

He‌⁠ used his wife‍ to kill his‌​⁠ father and ultimately‍​‍ turned that same​ wife into his‍ possession.

And‍ for the Dragon‌ Spawn, who valued⁠‌⁠ family more than‌ anyone else, that‍‍‌ was unforgivable.

“Tilda‍⁠‍ Pascal did exactly⁠​ the same thing.‍‍ Even if she‌ did not completely​‍ succeed, she tried‍‍ to divide brothers,​⁠ poison her sister-in-law,⁠‍ and turn her‍​​ father-in-law into a vegetable. If the‌‍ fate of that‌​ villainess is to‌⁠‍ live trapped together‍‌ with that man,​⁠ doesn’t that seem‍ appropriate to you?”​

“If‌‍‍ you put it⁠ that way… I suppose so…”

Even‍‌ Ruri’s furious voice‍‌​ began to soften.⁠‍

Those‌‍ actions still disgusted‍⁠ her, but at​​ the same time⁠‍​ she felt that‌ both of them‌ had received an‍⁠ appropriate punishment.

In⁠​ the end, she‌​ decided to stop‍ thinking about them.‍‍​

After‌ all, they would‌‌ never cross paths​ with them again.‍⁠

Perda‍ silently watched the‌​ place where Henri⁠‍ had departed.

‘What‌​⁠ a waste.’

He‍⁠⁠ truly was an​ intelligent man.

Even⁠‍⁠ Perda had failed​ to understand his​‌ true intentions, so‌‌ if Henri had⁠‍ possessed ambition for​​‍ business, he undoubtedly‌⁠‍ would have surpassed‌ even the Pascal​ Guild and led‌‍ the Dandolo Guild‌​ into its golden‍ age.

And​‌​ yet Henri acted‍ as though he​‌ did not even‍ need that ability.​​

The‍‍‍ last expression Henri​‍ showed Perda looked‌ like that of‌ a man who‌‌ had abandoned an‌⁠‍ immense fortune, yet⁠⁠ was still happier​‍⁠ than anyone else.‌

That​‌​ expression remained in‍‌ Perda’s mind like‌‌‍ a lingering echo.‍‍‌

He​ did not know⁠ whether that feeling⁠​‍ was discomfort or‌‍⁠ envy.

For‌‌ now, he had‍ no way of​‌⁠ knowing.

***⁠

Pascal‍⁠ Guild Headquarters

“So⁠‌ the matter regarding‍ my sister has‌ finally ended?”

He‌‌⁠ seemed surprised that‍‍⁠ everything had been⁠‍⁠ resolved in secret,⁠ but he did‌ not dwell on⁠ it too much.​​

After‌⁠​ all, the problem‍‌⁠ that had been‍⁠​ disturbing his mind‌‌ had finally come​​‌ to an end,‌⁠ and that alone‌‍​ was enough for⁠⁠‍ him.

“Understood.‍​‍ I’ll inform my‍ brother and also​ explain the entire‍⁠⁠ situation to my⁠​ father so we​​ can conclude this⁠ matter.”

Stephan⁠⁠ ended the magical‌ transmission and felt‍‍ that a strange‍‍ emotional residue still​​ remained.

It‍‌ was admiration toward‌​​ Perda.

‘I​​‌ never imagined he‍​‌ would end up‌ obtaining the Dandolo‍ Guild.’

It‍​‌ had been an⁠ unexpected gain.

If‌⁠⁠ the situation had‍ become any more‍ complicated, Stephan had‌ originally planned to‍​ completely destroy that‍ company.

He​ had never imagined‍‍‍ they would absorb‍⁠​ it entirely.

‘The⁠‍​ Regent truly is​‍‌ an extraordinary person.’​

Now​ he could feel​ how miserable his‍⁠ decision to abandon⁠​ everything only a few days ago⁠ had been.

‘Now⁠‍‍ it’s time to​⁠ clean up the‌‍‌ mess.’

A sigh escaped Stephan’s⁠ mouth automatically.

Merchit⁠ was different.

Since​​ it had been‌ something prepared between‍​ the two of​⁠ them, they could‌‌‌ simply end it​​ once everything was‌‌‌ over.

But​​​ Herman was not.‍​⁠

Herman,‌​‌ who knew none​‍⁠ of the truth,​​‌ had genuinely tried‍‌‌ to restrain Stephan.⁠​

And‍ Stephan had also‍ been forced to‌ respond with complete​​⁠ seriousness.

“Director.​‌ The chairman…”

The⁠⁠ secretary could not⁠⁠‍ finish the sentence.‌

That⁠​⁠ alone was enough‍‍ to imagine how‍ furious Herman was.‌⁠

He​ wanted to run‌⁠ away.

His‌​⁠ instincts screamed that‍‌‍ at him, but‍ Stephan merely nodded‍⁠ calmly.

Soon⁠‌ after, four enormous⁠ bodyguards large enough‌ to get stuck‌ in the doorway‌‍ and a thin‌⁠ old man entered⁠​‌ the office.

Those⁠‍‍ giants were already‌‍‍ intimidating enough, but⁠‌ it was the​‍‍ sharp eyes gleaming‍‍ between the old‌​ man’s wrinkles that⁠‍‌ truly pierced into⁠​ the deepest parts​⁠ of Stephan.

“Why‍‍​ are you still‌​⁠ here?”

It‌​ was a direct​ question.

Why‍‍‍ had he not‍‌⁠ resigned yet?

“Everything‌‍ is over.”

“What‌‍​ exactly is over?”​

Stephan‍‍ explained absolutely everything.‍

That‌ Tilda had attempted​​ to pit Stephan‍⁠​ and Merchit against​ each other using‌‍ her own husband’s‍ company.

And‍ that she had​ even planned to⁠​‌ kill Herman throughout‍ the entire process.​‌‍

The⁠​⁠ parts that could⁠ sound exaggerated, he‍‌⁠ deliberately toned down​⁠ to make them​ more believable.

Even‌ so, he could​‌⁠ not read Herman’s‌ intentions.

His​ expression was as‍‌‍ impenetrable as a sword forged in​​​ a dwarven smithy​‍⁠ beneath a deep​​ mountain.

“So​‍ something like that⁠​​ happened.”

“That’s​⁠ correct.”

“Even‍ so, you still⁠ haven’t answered my⁠‍‌ question.”

“What‍ question…?”

“I⁠⁠ asked why you‍ are still here.”‌‍

It​⁠ did not seem‍‍ like the reaction‌‌ of someone who‌⁠‍ had just heard⁠ such a story.‍

Stephan​⁠⁠ answered.

“Because‌‌​ I am the⁠​ director of the⁠‌ Pascal Guild.”

“I⁠‌⁠ am the chairman.‌​⁠ Removing you from⁠‍‌ your position is​ not difficult. I expected you to‌‌ resign on your‍‌ own, yet you⁠‌ did not.”

“You⁠‌ still insist that‌‌ my judgment was⁠⁠⁠ a mistake?”

“Of‌‌​ course. If I am convinced of‌⁠ something, why would‍‌‌ I retract it?”⁠

The‍⁠ Grand Duchess’s territory‍⁠ would fall into‍ ruin.

Stephan⁠ answered defiantly.

“Valdrova’s​⁠​ territory will prosper.”‍‌​

“It⁠ will not prosper.”‌

Herman‍ replied immediately.

“You​​⁠ seem curious about‌‌ the reason. Fine,​ I’ll answer you​‌‌ personally.”

Herman‌‍ opened his eyes⁠​ like a tiger⁠⁠‍ and spoke.

“I’ve​⁠ heard rumors that⁠ this man called​‌​ Perda uses black‍ magic.”

“I‌‍ also have ears.⁠ But he saved⁠‍‌ many people in⁠ Hallim.”

“Being‍​ treated like a hero only lasts​‍ for a moment.​​‍ What matters is⁠⁠ not who he‍‌ saved, but the‍⁠‍ fact that he‌‌⁠ uses black magic.‌⁠ What will you‍ do when people‌⁠⁠ start saying that​ the Pascal Guild⁠​ is supporting someone‍ obsessed with black‍‌​ magic?”

“That…”​​

“And​‌ when you decide​‌ to withdraw after‍​‍ continuing to support​‌‌ Regent Perda, it‍‌ will already be‍‌ too late. Do​⁠ you plan to⁠‌ throw all the⁠‍ people who depend​ on the guild⁠ out onto the⁠⁠ streets?”

Stephan‍⁠ could not answer.​

“And‍ you are also⁠ investing in that‍ technology called magitechnology.‌‍ What will you‍‍ do if that​​ man named Vernell​​ dies?”

Herman​ continued pressuring him.‍

“Then​⁠ all that investment‌​​ will disappear and⁠ we will gain⁠‍⁠ nothing. And tell​‌‍ me, do you​‍ truly believe that⁠ Vernell could never⁠⁠​ change his mind?‌⁠⁠ And what about​‍ Perda, his master?”‍

“They‍⁠⁠ would never abandon​‌ me.”

Even‍‍ though Perda initially⁠⁠‌ spoke as if‌‌ he did not​ need Stephan, when‌‌ things became difficult‌‌ he helped him‍ both materially and‍‍​ emotionally.

That​‍‍ was why Stephan‌⁠⁠ could say it‍‍⁠ with certainty.

But‌ to Herman, those‍ words inspired no‍ confidence.

“Do⁠‌​ you know why‌ cities are never‌ built in the⁠⁠ Far East?”

“Because‌‍⁠ the territory keeps‍‌‌ shrinking.”

“Exactly.​⁠ Because there is‍​ no hope. Humans⁠⁠ could not stop‌ it, and not‍⁠‍ even the immortals‌ managed it. Do‍⁠​ you think you⁠‍​ will only understand⁠ reality after being‍ corrupted by demonic‍​ energy in a region so close⁠ to it?”

“……”​

“Fine.⁠‍ Let us suppose‍​ it prospers. And⁠ what exactly do‌‌ you think we​​ will gain from⁠ that prosperity? Money?‍‍‌ Prestige? Connections? No.​‌ The Empire will‌⁠ inspect every corner‌⁠‌ of our lives⁠‍‌ trying to contain​​​ us. Do you‌⁠⁠ know why? Because​ we are a guild from the​‌​ imperial capital. It‌ will look as⁠‍ though the capital’s⁠ power is flowing‍ there.”

“……”‌‌‌

“Even​‍⁠ if that young‌ Regent has charisma‌ and ambition, all​ politics ultimately end‍‌ up controlled by​​‍ old men. Do⁠⁠ you know what⁠ old men really‌ are?”

Herman’s​ voice hardened.

“People⁠ who may no‍​‍ longer have the‍‌‌ strength to stand,‌‌‍ yet still cling⁠⁠​ trembling to their⁠‍ bowl of food.‌​⁠ It is easy‍‍ to go from⁠ a humble life‍‌⁠ to luxury, but⁠⁠ impossible to return​‌⁠ to sacrifice after​​ becoming accustomed to​ comfort. Power works‍‍ the same way.​‍ Those old men⁠ send the young⁠​ to the battlefield​‍ to protect their⁠‍‍ own interests and‌‌‌ squeeze them dry.​​​ Do you truly⁠ believe insignificant people‌ like us can⁠ withstand something like‍⁠‌ that?”

Stephan‌​ could not answer.‍

Herman’s‍ words were filled‌⁠ with wisdom accumulated‌‍‌ through the years,‌⁠‍ and that wisdom‌ carried logic.

Seen​‍​ from a broader⁠ perspective, Herman was‌​⁠ not wrong.

The​‌‍ risks Stephan would‍ have to bear​ were enormous.

“Abandon​‍ the Far East.‌⁠ Or abandon this‌ company. That is‌ my decision.”

Herman‍ rose from his​‌‍ seat.

Just‍​ as he was‍ about to leave,​‌ Stephan spoke.

“You⁠‍‌ are exactly the‌‌ same as those⁠ old men.”

“What…​ did you say?”⁠‌

Herman‍ widened his eyes​‍‍ and asked again.‍​​

It‌⁠ sounded like something‍‍ spoken impulsively.

But​‍⁠ there was only‍ determination in Stephan’s‌⁠ eyes.

“Are⁠​ you also incapable​‌ of accepting something⁠‍⁠ new and only​​⁠ insist on your⁠⁠ own will?”

“Are‍​ you calling me⁠⁠⁠ a stubborn old‌ man?”

“Yes.”‍‌

Stephan​⁠‌ admitted it briefly‍ and clearly.

Herman‌‌ exploded in fury.⁠‍⁠

“Ingrate.​ What right do​ you have to‌‌ say such things?”‍‍⁠

“I⁠⁠‌ do have the‍ right.”

The‍ words began pouring‍ out of Stephan⁠‍​ as though something⁠‍ blocking his throat⁠ had finally broken.‍‍

They‍‌ were emotions and‌⁠ convictions accumulated over⁠ a very long⁠ time.

“For‍​‌ the past three​‍⁠ years, this company⁠ has been run‍‍ by me. The‍​‌ steady growth and‌ stability were my⁠ achievements. If you⁠‌⁠ were the one⁠⁠ who planted the‍‍ seed of this​‍ company, I was⁠ the one who⁠ cultivated it. A man does not‍‍​ become a farmer⁠‍ simply because he​ planted a seed.‍ So that can​‍ no longer be⁠‌⁠ considered solely your⁠‍ achievement. That is‌ why I have​⁠ the right to‌ raise my voice.”⁠‍​

“Right?​ You?”

“Yes!”​​⁠

Emotion‌‌‍ caused his voice​⁠​ to rise higher‌‌ and higher.

“While​⁠ you remained shut⁠‌⁠ away like an⁠ isolated old man,⁠‍‍ watching us with​ your arms crossed‍‍ and placing swords‍ in your sons’⁠‌⁠ hands to watch‍ us fight, I devoted absolutely everything⁠​⁠ to this company‍ without ever looking​⁠‌ away.”

Herman​ silently watched Stephan.​​⁠

And‌​‍ Stephan continued pouring⁠‌‍ out everything he‌⁠ had kept inside.​​‌

“Didn’t⁠ I tell you‍ before? When you‌‌‌ asked me what‍​ kind of person⁠‍​ Regent Perda was,⁠ I answered this​ someone capable of‌‌‍ giving up everything.”​‌

“……”⁠‍‌

“And​ that was not​⁠ a mistake. I said it sincerely.⁠ Do you know​ why? Because even⁠‌ if I handed​ this company over​‍ to him, I am convinced he‌ could obtain far​‌⁠ more than what​​⁠ you built.”

“No⁠​ matter how much‍⁠ you try to‍‌ convince me, to⁠⁠ me you only⁠⁠⁠ sound like someone‌ consumed by his​ emotions.”

“It‍⁠⁠ doesn’t matter. When​⁠ I was in⁠ trouble, he called‌‍‌ the attacks against⁠‍‍ the Grand Duchess’s‍ territory sabotage and‌ personally responded himself.​‌​ He did not⁠​⁠ speak about the⁠‍⁠ Pascal Guild, he⁠ spoke about the‌⁠‍ Grand Duchess’s territory.​‍ He accepted me⁠​​ as part of​ that place and‍⁠ helped me.”

Even​‌ though Perda once⁠⁠ tried to reject‍⁠‍ him cruelly, he​‍⁠ was equally merciful.​⁠

And​‌​ at that moment,‌‌ Stephan understood something.‌

Everything‍‍ depended solely on⁠​ how he himself‌‍ chose to act.​⁠

“So​​ let me say​ this clearly.”

He⁠⁠ was making an​​‌ irreversible decision.

“I‌⁠‌ have no intention‍ of abandoning this⁠⁠ position. I run‍⁠‌ this company, and​ I will take‍ responsibility for my‌​ decisions. So if​‌ you intend to‍ interfere with them…”​‍

Bang!‍

“Then‌‍ you will have‌⁠ to fight me​ prepared to completely⁠ sever all ties‌‌ between us!”

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