All eyes were wide—some with surprise while others in anticipation.
The Adventurers all witnessed the fall of the mighty. Jet knelt with one leg, his disheveled and wounded body barely able to withstand the amount of energy he was displaying.
~ZZZzzzttzzz~
The purple electricity that shrouded his body began sizzling out, and the look on his pale face showed how close he was to passing out—if not just straight up dying.
If not for the blade he planted on the ground to support him, his entire body would have definitely plunged to the ground.
Right after his own downfall, Lux also collapsed, coughing up blood in the process.
It was clear that the two had reached their limits.
"Can I ask you a question?" Jet muttered, nearly as a whisper, as he cast his gaze upon Sebas.
The audience trembled as they heard his voice—previously one that burst with life and energy—now a hoarse shell of its former glory.
Those who supported him clasped their hands together as they witnessed this; some even going as far as crying.
As for those on the opposing sides… a lot of their hardened faces began to show a bit of emotion.
They remembered the Jet that led them through the battle on the Ground Floor, and seeing him in such a state was enough to cause their hardened hearts to tremble, even if just slightly.
"What is your question?" Sebas asked, his face still not displaying any remorse or regrets for his actions.
A hint of surprise was locked in his eyes, though.
"Why do you think I am a Dragon? Why do you consider me your enemy?"
For a moment, there was silence in the hall. Then—
"I've known for the longest time. But, what gave it away during this raid were two major things."
"Oh? What are they?"
Despite shaking with his weakened body, Jet still managed to chuckle.
"First was the Mass Teleportation Incident. I saw you use Spatial Magic of some sort before we vanished, which shows you had something to do with it."
Jet's brows were raised slightly, and for a moment, there was no smile on his face. He merely appeared stunned by the revelation.
However, without even confirming or disproving the accusation, he simply asked, "And the second?"
Sebas' brows furrowed even more as his frown deepened. "The Zone Shifts. We never saw you and your partner, as well as half of the Adventurers who joined the Conquest."
Even counting the corpses that the group stumbled across over the course of the ten days, all of them only amounted to about half of the total number of Adventurers.
"That means we were intentionally split into two separate areas, preventing our side from ever interacting with yours. That is, until now…"
This raised Sebas' suspicion, especially since he—as Adonis—already figured that both Dragons already had a sinister plan they desired to execute.
But now… it seemed like those two major reasons were a little outlandish.
Not only had Jet not used any kind of Spatial Magic since they started fighting—even when it would have been incredibly advantageous for him to do so—but the Adventurers that were separated to the Jet and Lux side were still not harmed.
At least, most of them.
They even had more survivors on their end than on Sebas' side.
It led to further confusion among the Adventurers, even those who were previously on Sebas' side on the matter.
Of course, Adonis himself had other reasons for suspecting Jet and Lux—most of it coming from his knowledge of the future, but he couldn't just tell everyone that.
And so, now that the reasons he gave them was proving itself as invalid before everyone's eyes, everyone began to have strikingly similar thoughts.
All of them culminated into one simple meaning.
'Could we have been wrong about this?'
It was possible that they misunderstood a lot of things, including the relationship between all the events that happened and the people they were pinning it all on.
In the first place, the only reason they thought Jet and Lux were Dragons was because Sebas convinced them.
They hadn't even seen them transform—not even once.
There was no way that a bunch of Dragon Spies would push themselves so far, even to the point of dying, just to maintain their identities.
So… maybe…
"Now that we have exchanged blows, do you still consider me as one?" Jet asked, his smile returning once again.
Despite all that Sebas had said and done to him, his voice contained no malice.
It was just calm.
"I'm not sure. But… isn't that what a Spy would be good at?"
"Haha! Still on about that, huh? Well… I don't know where you got that idea from, but I'm no Dragon Spy. Neither is Lux."
Murmurs rose from both sides of the room as the Adventurers began to discuss among themselves.
"M-maybe he's right…"
"For real? How can we be sure, though?"
"I think… I think I believe him! He doesn't seem like a bad guy!"
"Exactly! And he did save so many people."
"I don't know… really…"
Sebas' side seemed to be losing a lot of followers, and as the conflicting discourse within the golden dome became louder and more chaotic, Sebas raised his voice and stomped on the ground.
"If you're not a Dragon Spy, then what are you?!"
Silence filled the room as all eyes were forced to converge on Adonis whose passionate words echoed throughout the hall.
However, before long, they shifted to the man he spoke to.
"I… what am I…?"
Jet slowly rose to his feet, his strained face showing how he pushed himself to rise above his pain and exhaustion. Until, finally, he stood upright.
"I am one who has inherited the spirit of Jet Zephyr, who dreams of surpassing him as an Adventurer and become a new beacon of hope in this City that he helped to found."
With a bright smile on his face, and words that resonated with every single Adventurer present, he let out his grand declaration.
"My name is Jet, and I am simply an Adventurer that fights for freedom!"
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