�La Enemy.�

Ethella nodded.

�Master already knew.�Human beings are already the puppets of La Enemy, and it is impossible to distinguish how much is real and what is fake.�Three of the five senses have already gathered in Radum.�In the case of Mayray, he is a person capable of manipulating events on a cosmic scale.�

Was it really a coincidence that Mayray woke up from a dream during an oracle?

The human makes the puppet dance, but the puppet will think of itself as dancing.

�Honestly, I don�t even know.�Was it my pure will to send Chagall or was it part of La Enemy�s design?�If he took revenge on Chagall, would it be an incident that deviated from La Enemy�s design?�

In the end, nothing can be known.

�La Enemy has a completely different strength from the enemies I have fought so far.�If he wanted to kill Sirone-kun, it would have been too easy.�

�Perhaps.�

would have died

Whether Miro killed, Gaold killed, or the whole world stepped in and killed Sirone, it was La Enemie who had the ability to create such an event.

�I don�t know the intention, this is my honest judgment.�That�s why Master wouldn�t have killed Chagall either.�I decided to die to see exactly what La Enemy was after.�

It was a judgment worthy of a person who has reached the extreme of indifference.

�I also intend to follow Master�s will.�No matter what choice you make, if you can�t break free from Ra�s snare, you can only watch and wait for your chance.�When all five senses, the sum of all human beings, come together, there will definitely be opportunities.�

�Can we win?�

Can humanity escape from the bondage of Ra Enemy?

�It is not a matter of choice.�We need a compass.�A person who can judge and act based on absolute standards, regardless of emotions, beliefs, events or variables.�

That�s Kar.

�It will be a tough fight.�But it is not without hope.�

Ethella looked back at Sirone.

�Go to the living room.�Even if it�s under his design, all we can do is meet La Enemy.�

Sirone looked back at the flower.

Looking back on why La Enemy didn�t kill those who stood out for their particular senses, in the end, those who would come would come and those who would die would die.

�I can�t tolerate it.�

Humans are not puppets.

�I�ll be back, sir.�

Although he was injured, Etela would be able to protect his body.

�It must never be broken.�

Smiling, Sirone paid a moment of silence for the dead mercenaries and flew up into the sky.

As soon as Sirone disappeared, Etella�s expression turned to sadness again. JrNovels.com