"Hmph, you must be lying. If you really did all that too, then what use was it for you to spend so much effort occupying the Flame Continent?"
"You've all been deceived by him!"
Faced with Nalant's questioning, the Flame High Priest's expression changed again and again.
In the end, however, he was a dead duck with a hard beak, still wanting to spoil Nalant's good affair.
Only, faced with his doubt, Nalant gave a chuckle.
"What lie am I telling? You can find any one of my subordinates and ask them whether I, Nalant, spit once and drive one nail, whether I have always said one and meant one."
"As for taking down the Flame Continent, did I suffer any losses? Did I spend a great deal of effort?"
"To me, it was nothing more than a trip, I'm afraid. I walked and walked, and then I arrived at the Holy City. See, haven't I taken the Holy City now without spending a single soldier?"
"So, don't compare those god legions to me. They're not on the same level as me."
"Lastly, in this world, there is no limit on the number of gods one person can believe in. So long as the faith is devout, even believing in a hundred gods is permitted."
"So, why can't I let everyone properly believe in the faith I've brought, and instead have to rely on violent methods? Wouldn't that make me an idiot?"
Faced with Nalant's mockery, the Flame High Priest was instantly left speechless.
At this point, Nalant was too lazy to keep babbling with him and immediately said, "All right. For a petty man like you, I originally wasn't planning to say so much."
"The reason I said so much was for these commanders to hear. Now that I'm