"Heaven knows." This time, Lansendel took the initiative to reply to Celene, and it seemed he was quite surprised, "Well, it's not something good.
But an evil weapon to deal with the Lord of Hell… ah… oh…"
He belatedly realized that Rose indeed had value in existence, at least more than the two of them as mere observers.
Of course, their existence wasn't entirely meaningless; at least those old folks wouldn't dare to blatantly use obvious tricks in front of them.
"Talking without finishing is really annoying!" Celene complained unhappily.
"Hmm…" Lansendel hesitated for a moment but still said his judgment.
"Oh… so that's how it is." Celene widened her eyes, showing no embarrassment over her previous words, and said excitedly, "Hey, didn't we offend those few old folks now?
But our elder didn't say a word!
Hehe~ Does that mean these guys are out of the restriction range now?"
Shaer gazed steadily at her: "Why are you bothering the God of Order?"
