Yet inside, there was already this maniac with his own schemes and flawless execution.
No one could imagine how terrifying such a person might be.
Therefore, Halse understood his predicament better than anyone else, which allowed him to make a wise judgment with composure.
He wisely pondered over things he was not originally good at.
Made choices to betray some, to ally with others, just to solve the problem at hand.
This is what Halse, lost in silence, was pondering about.
He was not as greedy as Belit, but he craved victory just the same.
Halse did not care what victory could bring, all he wanted was to win, even if it meant changing sides.
Because defeat would inflict an unbearable blow.
He would never choose to retreat or surrender in any situation, for that would only make him look like an ambitious but incapable, stupid fool.
But he also would not hang himself on a single tree, allowing himself to be dragged into the abyss with a doomed side.