Originally, Giant Deer Saint wanted to explain in detail the events that had occurred in the Southern Continent during the six years since the Divine Throne's departure.
But the person across raised a hand to stop him.
"I know."
Recalling the memories he had just extracted from the fanatic, Storm God's Throne's voice was somewhat hoarse: "You have waited for me for six years... a lot has happened in these six years..."
Giant Deer Saint was a bit bewildered: "You already know?"
"Sorry, I was presumptuous." Then he smiled and said, "Given your mighty power, knowing these things is within reason."
"..."
Storm God's Throne did not answer, just sat quietly on the chair, rubbing the backrest with his fingers, creating a moment of cold silence.
"Now that you have returned, the Southern Continent will be peaceful... Oh, by the way, was your expedition to the Ice Sea smooth?" Giant Deer offered tea to the Throne while cautiously bowing and inquiring.
