"Don't use the lines from my novel to judge me," Malin rolled his eyes: "Speak, what brings you here?"
"The Lord admits your judgment on the Dole Vince family, just as you said, nobles should have a noble's creed. The sins committed by the Dole Vince family, let's leave it to you to handle," Constance Federon said, his curiosity about the gatling platform making him rush towards the big machine.
Malin had no choice but to order the soldiers to put away their weapons because this Divine Envoy did indeed resemble a suicide truck charging toward the gatling platform.
He then turned his head and looked at Clan Leader William: "Do you have anything else to say, Clan Leader William?"
"...Can you spare the children?" The man's face no longer bore the arrogance and rage of before; he looked at Malin with a calmness akin to a talking dead man.
