It was a splendid flower that could not be seen even in the southern part of her hometown, let alone in the desert where not a single blade of grass grows.

Gaold peered at the flowers with nonchalant eyes.

His magic skills were among the best in his age group, but politics was an area that required another talent.

He was gradually getting tired of the conflict within the association, and he was indifferent to everything.

Kang Nan also understood Gaold, so he did not wait for an answer and said, holding a petal in front of his eyes.

�What I like most about Tormia is that there are many pretty flowers.�What is the name of this flower?�

�pain.�

Gangnan raised his eyes toward Gaold.

�pain?�What is the name of this flower?�

�I don�t even know the name.�But whatever the name, it is pain.�

Gaold strode forward and looked down at Gangnan.

Although he had become nervous lately, he had a colder and more fearful expression today.

�But these flowers are beautiful.�

Gaold snatched the flower Kangnan was holding.

�Strength, all living things can feel the world only through pain.�Pleasure is actually just a way of accepting pain.�

�Daddy, you seem to be having a hard time these days.�You better get some rest.�

Kang Nan expressed his sadness around the corner.

Of course, she now knows better than anyone how much Gaold must suffer and live in the world.

However, since Gaold had never expressed his misfortune, he didn�t want to see him say such a thing.

Gaold cast a spell and sharpened the tip of the flower.

�The reason why flowers are beautiful is to pass on to posterity, but from the time they are born until they wither, they never know who their mate is.�You can�t even see what your child looks like.�Kang Nan-ah, life is suffering.�The five senses that make up us and the nerves that run under our skin are just functions designed to accept the pain of life.�

�Life is����pain.�

It wasn�t a way of thinking that he liked, but Kang Nan thought that maybe Gaold�s words were true.

There is only a difference in degree, but this world that one existence accepts is full of suffering.

Pain 100 million times � air press.

Perseok!

All the fallen angels surrounding Gaold disappeared as if they had evaporated, leaving only a few drops of liquid behind.

It feels as if the sky has collided with the ground.

Among those within Gaold�s radius, Archangel Uriel was the only one who stood still.

Uriel�s halo spread out into a ring with a diameter of 100 meters and spun terrifyingly. JrNovels.com