"Vivian, think this through," Charlotte said as she looked at Vivian, who was standing beside her, staring at the entrance of the mid-rank dungeon gate.
Three weeks had passed since they had returned, and during that time, they had spent countless hours discussing what to do next.
Charlotte wanted to tell everyone what had happened to them, but Vivian refused.
He was planning something that would be very difficult to pull off.
"Haa." Vivian sighed and met her eyes. "It's not that I don't want to tell anyone, I can't. Charlotte, I know it's difficult, but what else is there?"
Charlotte frowned. "Look, Vivian, we don't need to take that risk. What if…the Vehemoth theory doesn't work?"
She paused, leaned closer, and looked him straight in the eyes.
Her voice softened. "We don't have to go through that. We can just tell everyone, kill both Kafrik and the professor. Even if torturing them doesn't make them talk, at least it's done."
She held him with a steady gaze.
