The fire at the Sacred Toilet burned for a long time.
The towering flames and billowing smoke were clearly visible even dozens of kilometers away.
It was not that the firefighters did not want to put out the fire.
They did not dare!
The man from the Dragon Kingdom, who was like a Demon God, had not yet left the area!
Who dared approach?
All they could do was set up a distant cordon and watch helplessly as the building that symbolized the Empire's "glory" burned, little by little, until nothing remained but scorched ground.
The global livestream quietly cut out then, too.
The final image froze on the burning ruins and the Old Witch kneeling before them, her mind utterly broken.
But although the livestream had ended, the tidal wave it unleashed was only just beginning.
The entire world was rocked by this unprecedented "livestreamed judgment."
Eagle Country.
On a desk, the red telephone reserved for the gravest emergencies had already rung more than a dozen times.
"Sir, the ambassador from Eastern Japan has practically worn through our doorstep!"
"Sir, the Dragon Kingdom has just issued a statement claiming no knowledge of this incident and strongly condemning terrorist attacks in any form!"
"Sir, our intelligence agencies still haven't identified that man from the Dragon Kingdom!"
"Sir, news just came in from Wall Street. Circuit breakers halted trading the instant Eastern Japan's stock market opened, the yen has plummeted, and the entire Asian financial market is in a panic!"
Bad news piled onto that desk like snowflakes.
The man in charge tugged irritably at his tie, his face dark as thunder.
"Useless! Every last one of you is useless!"
He angrily swept every document on the desk onto the floor.
"We're supposed to be the world's police, yet we don't