His throat turned pale instantly.

Saladin said softly, “You are a very intelligent young man, and you should understand what I mean. Pushing the whole world toward death will not change the world. Everything will be as usual, sunrise, noon, sunset, night, dawn... endlessly repeating.”

The man with the throat bone said in a deep voice, "I admit I can't argue with you, but I still want to invite you to join the ranks of the undead."

Why?

"To be honest, I value your talent in kingdom management and military operations, and your wisdom has also given me a lot of inspiration. I need your help."

Saladin closed his eyes and slowly said, "I cannot help you."

"You despise the undead? That's why you don't want to join?"

"Everything that exists has its purpose; God has already arranged everything. Your appearance, the appearance of the undead race—these signs must have a profound meaning. I admire Allah's guidance of the threads of destiny, so how can I speak of aversion?"

"Aren't you afraid of death? After you die, the empire you have painstakingly built up over the years will completely collapse."

“What rises must fall, what is born must perish.” Saladin’s face showed a bitter expression: “I cannot protect this empire forever. All I can do is obey God’s call.”

Throat Bone said angrily, "Then what about revenge?! You were poisoned by the Elders, and now you need help even to walk. Don't you want to be reborn and take your revenge?"

Saladin calmly said, "Although the poison came from the Elders, guess who poisoned it?"

The man with the throat frowned and muttered to himself, "As a Caliph, you have numerous guards and physicians, yet someone can poison your food over a long period without being detected..."

"He is my son."

Adam's apple opened its eyes wide, unsure of what to say.

The two remained silent for a long time.

Saladin pointed to the cold tea in front of his throat and said, "Try it, it's a rare rosemary tea."

Throat Bone did as instructed and drank a mouthful.

The tea flowed slowly through the mouth and esophagus, finally emerging from the chest cavity where the throat bone was broken.

Upon witnessing this scene, Saladin sipped his tea and remarked calmly, "What a pity."