A weakling who relied on strong external forces to gain a reputation! Not worthy of me backing down? Not at all.
I can't wait to meet him, after all, I promised my brother that if there was a chance, I would give that weapon to him as a gift for becoming a 'Holy Coffin Knight.'
"..."
Hank Machado was taken aback upon hearing this, then burst into laughter and said, "Your brother... Little Huoshute Sabah, right? I remember he's interning with Hartman Witt, right? Well, I wish you success then."
With that said.
He shook his head with a smile and turned to gaze towards the coastline.
To be honest.
If there were an opportunity.
He would quite like to witness it, that so-called Celestial Punishment Weapon.
As for whether something unexpected might happen.
He hadn't considered it.
After all...they weren't like those useless heretics of the Russian Orthodox Church.
...
At the same time.
Domestic.
Seaside city—Lu City.
