“H-hey. This is…”

“Why are you such a scaredy cat? Your actions do not suit your large frame at all. Tsk.” Isaac clicked his tongue at Milphage’s reaction. “Audience interruption is not that rare.”

There was one reason Isaac was calm.

‘We have the home advantage.’

The castle of thorny bushes was basically Valencia’s home.

‘But I must admit...’ Isaac licked his lips. A tremendous pressure weighed on his shoulder. Isaac stared tensely at the monster whose existence alone was enough to crush his opponents.

‘Specter.’

Crackle!

The frozen wall of thorny bushes shattered, and someone’s silhouette appeared.

It was none other than Specter. He was wearing his signature black mask as he swept his gaze across everyone.

John Maverick—no, Isaac broke the ice. “Specter, do you still remember me? I know this is shocking, but I’m Shoot.”

“...” The black mask wordlessly turned toward Isaac. Specter’s cold eyes behind the mask scanned Isacc.

“John Maverick,” said Specter.

“Thank god you still remember me. I’m sure you already know, but—”

“It seems that you have become filthy.” interrupted Specter. The golden light in his eyes vanished upon confirming the...