The shangalla was clawing at the round table, "......? The "Shield" saint - Shiva - appeared.
She was a very lively woman today. Is something good happening?
Oh? You don't have to ask, do you? Our trusty leader has run away with his tail between his legs.
Oh, dear, that's right. But they are getting stronger and stronger, so it's not so strange. What do you think? "Hey, Bolaios?"
Boraios nodded quietly with his arms crossed in response to Shiva's question.
'Yes, I suppose so. It is true that the power of the saints, not to mention the messiahs, was more than we could have imagined. The most important thing to remember is that the saints are more powerful than you can imagine. If that is the case, we may finally be unable to compete with them without beastification.
"What are you so weak-minded about, you big brute? No matter how much power you have, you're still just a human being, aren't you?
We were behind him with two men. The most powerful saint, Elysium-dono, is also behind us. You do not understand the meaning of this, do you?
Bolaios said so solemnly, but Shangalla unusually lowered his voice and said, "Not that way.
I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about the women. Do you guys think he looks like a human being?
......"
Shangalla smiled wryly at the silence between the two men and said, "That's right.
I don't think so. He is no longer a human being. He is a mere monster, worthy of Elysium, the vessel of the king you are trying to create.