“This…bast…ard…!”

Trislowa was so furious that he could barely let out his words. In contrast, Zich was delighted; he became happier the more Trislowa became furious. 

“Why are you getting so agitated? Am I wrong? If you hadn’t hurt that boy, all of this would have never happened. Then isn’t it right for me to say that this whole situation happened because of you?”

“You bastaaaaard!” Trislowa couldn’t hold it in any longer. He shook his hand.

Pop!

The water inside the prayer room began to tremble like crazy. The water from the lake began to soar and rise above Zich.

Tap!

Zich jumped up. He shoved his fingers in a wall and hung from above. 

“Oh my! I thought you would definitely be able to understand my words because you were the one who told that boy that everything was his fault. Did that fish head Bellu tell you that you guys didn’t need to be responsible for anything? No wonder, it’s easier for that fish head. Why are you guys worshipping a god like that?”

“Dieeeee!”

Crash!

The water pillar targeted Zich, but Zich easily avoided the attack by climbing higher.

“Hey, don’t be so agitated. What are you gonna do if something bad happens to this?”

The followers of Bellid running towards Zich halted. Even Trislowa, who was fiercely attacking a moment...