Upon hearing Grosien's somewhat proud laughter, Kuvasz was momentarily unsure of what expression to wear.
In any other place, a mere stinky fishmonger like you would dare compare yourself to a bishop priest, wouldn't you?
If it weren't overheard, fine; if it were, you'd inevitably be beaten when hung from a tree.
Yet now, Grosien actually said these words openly and soberly.
Grosien dared to say this, naturally for a reason.
He had a "Three Years of Tax Submission Without Omission or Error" commemorative medal issued by none other than His Majesty Saint Sun, Horn, as well as a "Faith Citizen Entrepreneur" medal.
Above the "Faith Citizen Entrepreneur," there were also medals like "Missionary Entrepreneur," "Senior Missionary Entrepreneur," and "Priest Entrepreneur" awaiting his pursuit.
He dared to see who would still call him a stinky fishmonger!
Following Grosien further ahead, there were two areas on either side.
