Underworld.
Killing intent rose bit by bit from Saint Somaz.
Loki's "clown" was like a thorn stabbing straight into his pride.
As a noble member of God's Knights, a Celestial Dragon from the Holy Land of Mary Geoise,
he could accept the Giant Tribe's fear, and he could accept Loki's hesitation.
He could even accept Loki bargaining with him.
But he could not accept a patricidal prince chained in the Underworld daring to look at him like that! (Even though Loki's eyes were wrapped in bandages, he could feel it!)
Saint Somaz slowly raised a hand.
Black thorns slid out from the edge of his sleeve like tiny venomous snakes, silently writhing through the air.
"Loki."
"It seems you still don't understand who you're talking to."
Saint Qilin Gomu suddenly raised a hand to stop him.
"Don't rush."
Saint Somaz frowned.
"You want to speak for him?"
Saint Qilin Gomu still looked lazy, but his gaze had grown more serious than before.
"We need him."
"The captain said the focus of this mission is recruitment, not destruction."
Saint Somaz snorted.
"He's just a Giant prince who doesn't know his place."
"Kill him and replace him with an obedient Giant. Wouldn't that work just as well?"
Saint Qilin Gomu looked at Loki, who was bound by chains.
"If it were really that simple, they wouldn't have specifically sent us here."
From the darkness, Loki suddenly laughed again.
"Dogahahaha..."
He leaned his head slightly forward.
The bandages covered his eyes, but his mockery burned like fire.
"People from the Holy Land."
"You really are even stupider than the rumors say."
As he spoke, he slowly stuck out his tongue.
He made an expression of utter contempt at Saint Somaz and Saint Qilin Gomu.
At the sight, the veins on Saint Somaz's forehead