A bitter smile appeared on Mister Asta's feline face as he sensed Screwllum's pride, which was nearly overflowing.
At a peculiar moment, his vision had suddenly been weakened.
Silver Wolf had even joked to her teammates beside her, "Maybe the God of Harmony took someone else's five hundred thousand."
Because of her improper attitude.
Silver Wolf had been scolded by Kafka as well.
He had been thinking too...
Why had his eyes failed at this exact moment, creating an effect that practically seemed like the God of Harmony had deliberately covered for someone...
Now, the answer had emerged.
Without his knowledge, had the Path of Erudition truly developed to such an extent?
"So this is Erudition?"
"Everyone says the End is the Path most capable of changing the universe. Now it seems they were wrong. The one most capable of doing that is Erudition."
"Perhaps."
Faced with such praise, the mechanical noble did not act modestly. He nodded, then changed the subject.
"Recently, a friend of mine happened to die in a tragedy."
"If possible, I have no intention of becoming enemies with the Doomsday Faction... After all, 'those who travel against the current are mostly doing so to rewrite sorrowful fates.'"
"And tragedies always make people sad. Melancholy."
He spoke of his understanding of this world.
"However, due to a friend's request, I must invite Mister Asta to be a guest in his home."
"My friend was delayed for three minutes and twelve seconds after encountering an out-of-control space storm."
"He probably won't be able to catch up to that young lady born on Penacony afterward."
He spoke words that clearly meant to spare the others.
He was considerate, almost warm-hearted, so much so that he hardly seemed like a Mechanical Brain.
This was truly bad...
Watching the mechanical