In the giant realm of the Elbaf Kingdom, at a luxurious dining table, three members of the God's Knights were having lunch.
"Is the commander not letting us go back to help?" Saint Curingom, holding a trident with his iconic bubble helmet, tilted his head with curiosity and looked with a puzzled gaze at Gunzi, whose face was half-covered in bandages and whose demeanor was coldly aloof.
Gunzi stood there expressionless, his icy gaze seeming to pierce right through a person's soul.
Chapter 372