"I knew you couldn't swallow it."

"What?"

Lake directly interrupted John, who was confused, and waved his hand: "Not only can you not swallow it, but I, as the king of Midgard, can't swallow it either. Don't worry, since you are a native of Medegaard, I promise to get your justice for you."

Hey hey hey hey.

Haven't you heard what I said? I said I can swallow it. If the power of faith is taken away, I will take it away. My goal has been achieved. As for the others, I don't care much.

John looked at the face in front of him with a passionate expression and swore that he wanted to seek justice for him and to get things belonging to the Midgardians. He blinked and was about to speak again.

Andy next to him grabbed John who was trying to speak again, and shook his head slightly with his eyes.

Sever on the other side also gave a look at John.

Haven't you seen this yet?

Lake fell in love with the Lord.

Pooh.

wrong.

It was Lake who was attracted by the power of faith and planned to find a reason to attack with a famous attack.

Huh?

Sever seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Lake who was still giving a passionate speech there, leaned over and looked at John: "John, you have lived for so long, you should have your own private plane."

John shook his head: "My savings are basically earned by changing places every ten years and going to work. After all, my identity needs to be changed every ten years."

Sever raised his eyebrows and looked at Andy next to him: "Fortunately, you don't have to be taken out by Lake repeatedly to whip the body."

Just then.

John suddenly said, "However, I have deposited a warehouse of gold in a valley in the Grand Canyon. After changing my identity every ten years, I will exchange the money I earn for unknown gold in that cave. When I change my identity, I will withdraw some of it as startup funds based on the price at that time. Why? Is there a private jet shortage? I can take out the gold and use it as a shared one."

Seff opened his mouth and looked at Andy with a sympathy, as if saying, "Sorry, I just said it too quickly. It seems that you still need to be taken out by Lake and repeatedly whipped the corpse."
Chapter completed!