Although it was strange that his once-rebellious son had suddenly shown such... filial affection, Grisha was indeed pleasantly surprised.
Coming back to his senses, Grisha revealed the smile of an old father:
"It's nothing. Probably because I've only just resurrected and don't yet have enough faith anchoring me, so it's easy for me to lose focus."
Though it was merely an excuse to tide them over for the moment, it was indeed the reality they were facing.
"It's alright. Once we return to the church, with the Sun God's power and experience, I believe this problem will be easily resolved."
Medici hurriedly said.
Although Grisha had said he could address him directly by name, Medici had no intention of actually doing so. Besides, Grisha had said reasonable forms of address were acceptable.
Just as they always called the Goddess of the Night "Night" or "Goddess of the Night," and no one called her Amanises—though that was because no one had known the Goddess of the Night's true name in the past—then calling Grisha the Sun God was perfectly reasonable, wasn't it?
In the process Medici had described, there were not even steps for dealing with Leodro and Herabogen. Clearly, in Medici's eyes, their current lineup would not need much time to accomplish those two things.
And in truth, that was probably the case. A Sequence Zero leading a group of Angel Kings could even forcefully kill another Sequence Zero within a Divine Kingdom.
Not to mention that the pathway controlled by that Sequence Zero being forcefully killed had once belonged to the Sequence Zero leading those Angel Kings.
The other side knew all your methods and all your trump cards, while being stronger than you in raw power. How could you possibly turn things around?
Leodro, today I'll beat you,