"It's only 20 minutes left until the end of this year's Inter-Guild Display Event, and the Adventurer Guild is still leading!" The announcer's voice rang out.
"Will there be a miracle in these dying minutes?"
The countdown ticked away gradually. For the supporters of the Adventurer Guild, every second felt painstakingly slow.
But for their rivals, it was fast—too fast.
Those supporting the Holy Church had already given up, burying their heads in shame.
They knew that with their trump card summon destroyed and the High Cardinal writhing on the ground, there was no way for a comeback!
Naturally, all their anger was directed at one person.
The one watching Alofonso suffer with a bored gaze.
Gabriel didn't know it, but with his disrespectful words and actions he had successfully triggered every single member of the Holy Church.
Not that he minded though—he was certain their relationship had been heading down the wrong path since their very first encounter.
