�It�s not like that, cu cu cu cu cu!�

�You ask what�s funny!�

The thunderous shout finally made the air heavy, and Havitz exhaled deeply.

�ha.�

he said, twitching his beard.

�hmm.�Oh, what a pity.�That so many people are suffering.�

�You thought that was funny?�

Harvits waved.

�no.�that�s sad�The reason I�m funny is the people here���

God�s frequency.

�Well, I get it.�It�s hard and difficult, and life is like that.�I just want to say���

satan asked.

�What are you guys doing here?��Satan�s gaze swept across the crowd.

�huh?�huh?�yes?�

Some turned away, some looked straight on, and some were angry.

�It�s annoying.�

that reads the mind.

Habitz, who returned his gaze, pointed at Seriel and nodded deeply.

�admit.�

Then they got up and clapped their hands together.

match.�match.�match.�match.

Amid the dry applause, Luffist muttered bitterly.

�It was close.�

The holy war was about to end.

�Enough.�

With a smile, Sirone proudly looked at Seriel, whose makeup was smeared with tears.

Harvitz�s applause chilled the conversation of some, and it became clear.

�I have to kill that one.�

The ability to read the waves of the mind was, in a sense, more annoying than vanishing.

In this way, the initiative of the temple was over and it was time for representatives from each country to speak. JrNovels.com