A small light burst from Yeon-Hee’s neck, then disappeared. Her mental strength had been further enhanced.

[Master! It is unfair for Doom Man’s priest to wear my, Lu-neah’s, necklace.]

The bastard objected toward the curtain, but of course, there was no reply. I returned to my spot from the judgment stand. Yeon-Hee had been solely focused on the bastard after landing. Her will to fight against the bastard was strongly conveyed even to this distant place.

However, it was not the case with the bastard. It was facing Yeon-Hee, but its gaze was fixed only on the necklace she was wearing.

“What the hell are you whining about? This one? You can take it back if you knock me down.”

The bastard ignored Yeon-Hee and yelled at the curtain again.

[Okay, fine. Then, please promise me that Doom Man will not intervene.]

[Is it really okay if I, Lu-neah, kill that audacious girl? Please confirm that. I, Lu-neah, will not be responsible for the outcome of this matter.]

It also sent me messages.

[I wonder if Doom Man has tears. We will find that out soon.]

[Prepare to hold a funeral. You must have underestimated me so much that...