Matthias's eyes turned cold, but after a few moments of silence, he stood up and lowered Mackie's longsword with his hand. He then said with a smile, "You are indeed Gael's son, your temperament is quite similar to his... Since that's the case, I won't pressure you any further. But Isaac, you need to promise me one thing."
Isaac breathed a small sigh of relief and nodded. "Please, Bishop, go ahead..."
"Before the regime changes, do not enter the Royal City. I will arrange for someone to watch over your mother," Matthias said in a serious tone.
Isaac had a puzzled look on his face.
Suddenly, his eyes widened as he looked at Matthias. After thinking for a moment, he decided not to say anything and just nodded.
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