Smack-
The Self-Binding Angel slapped the table, decisively steering away from a subject they should not explore any further, and stared at him.
"Stop making excuses!"
"We'll settle the other scores with you later! First, let's talk about what happened this time. Why did you impersonate that black-robed figure and beat everyone up?!"
All the Origins around him fell silent, their eyes settling on him.
That was what they most wanted to know, too.
It was fair to say.
If Lynn had not revealed his identity in the end, they would absolutely have treated that black-robed figure as the greatest crisis in Hell's history.
And this time, it had not even been limited to them.
Even the Origins throughout Hell had been stirred into action.
Bound to his chair, Lynn gave a wry smile and finally spoke.
"Because only by doing this..."
"Could I help everyone cross that threshold of the Laws sooner."
He hid nothing.
He recounted everything he had said during his conversation with Silver Fantasy to his entire family, exactly as it had happened.
That included his worries about the future and the despair brought on by the gap in power. If they could not break through the boundary between mortals and deities soon, then even if they went to the Main Universe in the future, they would do nothing to change the overall situation.
They were not Jailers. They could not control Chaos.
Only the Laws.
Could give them all even the slightest means to resist in the war that was about to erupt.
After he finished speaking.
The entire Conference Hall fell silent.
In fact.
Once they realized that the black-robed figure was Lynn, they had already more or less guessed this part of his intention.
After all, he would not challenge his own family