******“Where… where was this shitty holiness of yours when someone that young and innocent was put through the most inhumane torture imaginable?! Where was it then?!”Glenn’s voice echoed violently through the room, carrying what felt like years of fury, grief, and helpless rage.It wasn’t just anger… it was accusation, grief sharpened into a blade.However, Godsbreaker merely frowned.“That doesn’t concern me,” he replied flatly, his tone casual and emotionless, sounding as though he were discussing the weather. “All I know is that someone like you doesn’t deserve to live.”The words landed like a hammer, and hearing them, Glenn froze again.But then…“Hahaha!”A soul-rending, furious, and heavily unhinged laughter exploded from him, tearing through the air so violently that it felt like even the walls recoiled.At that instant, some of the remaining conscious thugs whimpered weakly, their eyes shaking with terror.But Glenn failed to notice. Instead, he clutched his fist

******Godsbreaker’s body shook harder as his gaze locked onto Glenn’s eyes.They weren’t burning with fury, nor were they cold with hatred… no.At this moment, they were utterly empty, detached, and observing Godsbreaker the way a predator studies prey that has already lost.Godsbreaker felt like a demon lord himself had reached out and seized his soul.“All I need from you,” Glenn uttered, his voice flat and utterly devoid of warmth, sounding as though it rose from the deepest layer of hell itself, “is for you to take me to the mastermind behind all this.”The words were simple, but… they completely crushed Godsbreaker.…At first, Godsbreaker still tried to cling to his pride, stammering out threats and desperately dragging out his 'terrifying' background, his 'earful' family, his connections... and every shield he hadn’t needed in ages.But who was Glenn? What he hated most in the world was getting threatened.By the time he was done with Godbreaker, the other party had

******“Carry him and follow me.”Glenn’s tone was so flat and almost casual.Then he turned away, already walking, completely unconcerned with the idea that Godsbreaker might try to escape or ignore his command.But does Godsbreaker even consider these ideas?No!Glenn’s words had been so calm and casual on the surface, but the threat beneath them… it was suffocating.Godsbreaker knew… deep in his bones that if he so much as thought about running, he would die without ever understanding how it happened.And realizing this, he broke down again, sobbing openly, rivers of tears streaming down his face as he cursed his own arrogance, his stupidity, and his blind pride.His arms were shattered, every movement sending knives of pain through his body.And yet…Glenn still wanted him to carry someone.Tears pooled on the floor as Godsbreaker forced himself upright, then he staggered toward Ben, every step a small hell of its own.Then, gritting his teeth so hard his jaw trembled

******The moment they reached their destination, Glenn stepped out of the car and carefully lifted Ethan from the back seat.His movements were unhurried but precise, every step calculated to avoid causing even the slightest pain.Glenn held the young boy in such a way one might hold something priceless and fragile… something that had already been broken once.Then he turned around.“Carry Ben,” he said to Godsbreaker quietly, emotionlessly, and expressionlessly, his voice still hoarse.But as soon as Godsbreaker heard him, he nearly collapsed.His arms were still broken, his entire body screaming in agony with every tiny movement he made.His face was also pale right now, his breathing shallow, and his consciousness flickering like a dying flame. It was a miracle he hadn’t fainted again already.And yet…Glenn still wanted him to carry someone.Without even realizing it, Godsbreaker’s eyes burned, his lips trembling frantically.It felt cruelly unfair, Glenn showing not

******The fabric on Ethan’s body was completely torn beyond recognition, stiff with dried blood, and clinging to the boy’s skin like a second layer.In fact, some pieces had already adhered so tightly to the wounds that separating them risked reopening injuries. Glenn slowed, adjusting his movements, peeling each section away with careful patience.His expression never changed, but inside, something burned.Piece by piece, he removed the ruined clothing until there was nothing left, and then… he saw the body beneath.Although Glenn had already locked away his emotions, he still couldn’t stop the brief, instinctive flinch that rippled through him at the sight before his eyes.It was subtle… so subtle that no one else would have noticed, but inside, even with his current medical mastery, the damage made his chest tighten.It was bad… in fact, way worse than bad.For a fleeting second, a sharp, unpleasant thought crossed his mind: if he weren’t the one treating Ethan, he wouldn’