Azterlan

Like a nobleman leading three country bumpkins to his beloved estate, Azterlan walked lightly at the front. Behind him, Punk, Cain, and "Smile" followed at a neither-too-near-nor-too-far distance. At least for now, there was no conflict of interest among these four Legendary powerhouses, so even Punk maintained a veneer of friendliness.

Oh, right, strictly speaking, there were only two people who looked like country bumpkins. Only Cain and "Smile," those strange specimens whose behavior made it hard to say whether they were thick-skinned or good at acting, were still endlessly bickering without a moment's rest.

"Ahaha, what a coincidence. So the Doppleganger's so-called 'fatal strike' was to teleport its enemy into this Magic Lock. Mm-hmm, that's a good thing. I actually got to see you... 'Smile,' you really are hard to kill. So, how are you feeling now? Gods, you have no idea—I was really worried sick when you disappeared!"

He greeted the maiden goddess in a flippant tone, but seeing the Mad Knight's cynical attitude, anyone could tell that Cain's claim of having been "worried sick" was complete nonsense.

In fact, based on Punk's observations, there had always been certain inconsistencies in the agreement between "Smile" and the Instant Kill Spear. For example, judging from the information available so far, their agreement must have stipulated conditions requiring them to rescue each other. In other words, when the agreement had been signed, both Cain and "Smile" had believed that cooperating with each other best served their interests.

But look at things now—the Mad Knight practically treated Smile as dead weight he could not wait to shake off. Punk even suspected that if not for the restraints of the Judgment Eye Contract, the first person to attack "Smile" might have been the increasingly irritated Legendary Knight.

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