"I've been waiting for so long!"
"I thought you could understand me, kid..."
"And yet!"
"You!"
"You don't understand a thing!"
The Archbishop clutched his chest in anguish, as if he had suffered an unbearable injury there.
Kid.
Did you see it?
Here, it hurts!
Do you know?
Here!
It hurts so much!!!
"...Huh?"
Herbert, who usually torments others, was deeply bewildered at this moment.
I don't understand?
Me?
Me?
What?
"Tsk!"
Damn it!
You old Deng!
Faced with accusations, Herbert preferred to fight back rather than repent.
You think I don't understand, but isn't it possible... it's you who doesn't understand!
"...Heh!"
Herbert looked at the Archbishop with a speechless expression, squinting his eyes and curling his lips into a crooked grin.
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Ha!
You want to play this game with me?
Ha.
Keep pretending if you want, go ahead!
Keep pretending!
