�what?�that����.�

�You said you could be at ease with me.�Isn�t that why you came home?�Or what, did you mean to go sightseeing with a girl?�

Amy fired aggressively.�Whether it worked or not, Sirone was speechless.�He brought the senior class, who was a waste of a day, to the island, so he was responsible for that.

Tess tapped her chest and agreed with Amy.

�So do i.�Even if the person who opens the door is you, it is entirely my will other than following.�You don�t have to worry about it until then.�Besides, if we�re going anyway, Rian and I will be able to fully contribute.�

In any party, inspection is important.�They had bravery and animal senses that wizards didn�t have.�The one-second opportunity they created will be a turning point that will separate life and death for wizards.

While Sirone was struggling, someone knocked on the door.

Kanis hid the metagate.�However, the owner of Knock did not open the door until permission was given.

When Sirone allowed entry, Mahatu entered.�An uninvited guest was an uninvited guest.

As Sirone and the others looked at each other blankly, Mahatu hesitated before speaking.

�Sorry for the day.�I came here to formally apologize.�

�It�s okay, because I forgot everything.�

Of course Amy didn�t forget.�However, she decides to move on thinking that an apology isn�t the only reason Mahatu was visiting.

As expected, Mahatu got to the point.

�Are you going to heaven?�

Sirone did not answer.�Although swayed by the strong persuasion of his friends, his thoughts were still question marks.

�Don�t go.�

Friends� eyes crumpled.

According to the chieftain, Sirone was the key to the rise and fall of the Kergo tribe.�It was surprising that Mahatu, who knew that fact better than anyone else, stopped.

Kanis, who thought Sirone had almost crossed over, said displeasedly when Mahatu struck the candle.

�What are you talking about?�Aren�t you going?�

�Excuse me for a moment.�

Mahatu crossed his arms.�As he inhaled, his muscles swelled and an intense energy emanated from his eyes.

It was an overwhelming pressing.

Sirone and the others felt the illusion that their bodies were falling backwards.�Maybe it�s passing.�If I had carried it to my death, I wouldn�t have been able to breathe.

Mahatu, not intending to insult, quickly released the pressing.�But the air was still heavy.

�sorry.�I was presumptuously showing off my clumsy skills.�

No one took Mahatu�s apology as sincere.

There is nothing absolute about strength, but there is a clear line between good and bad.�If it was Mahatu�s level, he would have known his own strength.

�I can�t go to heaven.�It�s because I haven�t proven myself in the room of achievement and sacrifice.� JrNovels.com