Atlas curled a sneer on his face, and he said, "Wow. What a hypocrite. I don't need your worry. You should just stick to being a weapon and shield. That works for both of us without dragging both of us down."
Sebastian ignored his insult and pondered over the curse Noah was talking about. He carried a serious expression on his face and said, "Atlas. Tell me."
Atlas wasn't intimidated by his attempts to tell him what to do, and he shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's really simple. The curse he placed on me is called the Shackles of Oblivion. If I kill him with my own hands, I'll die a painful death, bleeding throughout my body, experiencing every bone in my body breaking as a result."
He tilted his head and let out a brief, cold smile, chilling to the bone, "That's why you are going to kill him for me. In that way, I won't die."
