"A Bet"- III

"So, please... stop doing things that could endanger the Tower, alright?"

The man's expression was profoundly sincere, yet tinged with caution:

"If you still harbor resentment towards us, we... we can find ways to apologize, we will do everything to earn your forgiveness, but please do not harm the Tower of Babel anymore. Lord Ansel is our pillar; do not speak those words before him. He might forgive once, twice, but not indefinitely."

Since that lecture at the Etheric Academy, having tasted the benefits of complete allegiance to Ansel, the Tower of Babel could no longer detach itself from this unrestricted, unbridled pleasure.

"...You simply do not understand the crux of the issue, Hendrik."

Helen stood up, her voice indifferent as she responded, "There is no need for us to continue this conversation, there never was."