"Rose, I don't know whether you've already started doubting those 'Role-Playing Games' of ours, but I'll show you the proof right now."
Ash waved his right hand, and the Silver Void Wing he had just condensed lit up with it. In just one day, his Silver Void Wing was close to fully forming. Hell Secret Poison really was useful—if you had no void wing, it really did patch one up for you fast.
The instant the Silver Void Wing was displayed, the Mystic Chains quietly descended as well, crushing and snapping Ash's void wing to pieces. Ash grunted and slumped over the desk. Rose and Philly immediately tried to stand, but he waved a hand to show he was fine.
"The destruction of Canaan City, the casualties caused by the Gold Rain Disaster, and the wing I just showed you..." Ash said seriously. "Rose, you should understand that we're not joking."
At the same time, Ash actually felt a tiny bit disappointed inside: he had always felt that Rose had some sort of identity too. After all, Hiss was an undercover agent sent by the Four Pillar Gods, and Rose had always stayed by Hiss's side. Her personality also had a rather strange, sheltered quality to it, making her seem like an outsider who had tried and failed to blend into this world.
But in Multistar Country, anyone who carried the Mystic Chains had to be an ordinary person; they could not be a Demon, much less a Spellcaster. In other words, Rose was simply a weirdo who couldn't fit into society.
Rose lowered her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "So you really don't need a wheelchair?"
"I really don't!" Ash hurriedly sprang up and did a somersault from one side of the study to the