Division of Labor

"That's it? Azterlan really was pathetic. I thought I'd get to watch a good show."

Watching the White-robed Mage's silently departing figure, Kane rolled his eyes disdainfully.

The Chaotic Evil mad knight and Lawful Good Azterlan held almost completely opposite values, so Kane naturally could not understand what the White-robed Mage was thinking.

In his view, someone like the "Pale Ghost," who swallowed humiliation without a word, deserved nothing more than the label "coward." As for the goodness he upheld... that could only be described as stupidity.

In any case, Kane, who had stood aside and watched Azterlan with mocking eyes from beginning to end, had become increasingly certain, just like Punk, that this mage who always chose the safer path would not make a move. Only Smile, whose strength did not give her enough confidence, had remained hidden and never appeared.

"Kane, what kind of look is that? I only hid myself as a precaution."

After revealing herself from an inconspicuous corner, Smile, who had not shown herself at all until then, questioned the mad knight without the slightest embarrassment.

Kane's only response was a cold snort forced out through his nose, while Punk...

The expressionless mage did not even glance at the maiden goddess, who had remained in stealth almost the entire time.

After this incident, Kane and Smile were clearly much more at ease. Punk's handling of the situation had perfectly met their best expectations, so the mad knight and the person who had remained hidden all along naturally had nothing to say.

Taking a step back, since the confident Whisper of Destruction had claimed he could break the Magic Lock, the maiden goddess and the mad knight had no reason not to stand on the same side as him. After all, even if the outcome came