Chapter: 1842

The more hostile the relationship, the more active the espionage warfare.

The gatekeeper also knew that Sirone had returned.

�so?�

�So what?�aren�t you going to war?�You don�t know how much the morale of the rebels increases when Sirone is around, so you ask?�

A spear-sharp branch pierced a crack in the cell and stopped in front of Clove�s nose.

�Kuk!�

Clove hurriedly backed away and shot his back at the prison on the other side.

Oprica is a magic that cannot be cast without an affinity exceeding 10%.

With only 7% affinity, he could not resist the man�s prestige.

�What about the light in Area 73?�When were you criticizing and blaming Nord, when did you say let�s come and fight together?�We don�t need the might of the Mechas.�How can you compete with angels with those who are only mechanical?�


�How do you know that?�

Sirone said.

�We are here to meet your captain, not you.�I don�t think you have the right to decide something with the fate of the entire Norse at stake.�

The man turned his gaze to Sirone.

I have heard the story of Sirone�s saga, but the Norse, who have an absolute standard of power, are not simply deceived by myths.

If he thought that he would be able to work here as long as he defeated the fairy manager, Girin Lee, then the light in District 73 was either a fairly weak guy or a kid drunk on his own power.

�Maybe.�But as a gatekeeper, I have the authority.�Whether it�s the Nephilim or the Light of District 73, strength is what matters in war.�I don�t know how it was in Mecca, but the Norse doesn�t even snort when he whines in a wooden prison.�

�okay?�

Sirone sighed and put her palm on the prison cell.

As the light began to focus on his hand, the gatekeeper hurriedly backed away.

According to what I�ve heard, Sirone can freely use light regardless of affinity, and can destroy things with it.

�joy!�Let�s see����!�

The gatekeeper is also a master of ancient magic who has been given the crucial task of protecting the rebel headquarters.

Grabbing all the vegetation around him, he twisted the vines into sharp spears and prepared to strike back.

�what?�

But the situation to counterattack did not come.

The light gathered in Sirone�s hands gradually turned dark, and the vines began to twist grotesquely.

Amgu.

The gatekeeper had no choice but to let go of his hands and stare blankly at the sight of the thick trees twisting.

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