Pedro widened his eyes: "You..."
The curse hadn't left his lips yet when the Rhein Knight next to Fig raised his sword, piercing through Pedro's chest, abruptly halting his voice.
"Angry, aren't you? But alas, this is our true opinion of you — neighbors' barking hounds. If you bark fiercely, we'll come to whip you; if not, we'll just pretend not to see." Fig said, "After all, you're nothing more than a bunch of godless bastards, not worth our attention. Frankly, we monitor Lyra and Holy Sound, both Orthodox, more than you Esoteric ones."
Pedro's teeth were about to shatter from clenching.
"But you're indeed quite surprising, actually dreaming of becoming a god. When I first heard the news, I couldn't believe it." Fig laughed and said, "But seeing that even you, one of the Wildfire Five Church Leaders, have been cast out to delay us, it seems it's true."
Pedro said, "I won't tell you anything more."
