"Hmph, how ridiculous."
He let out a displeased snort, his ice-reinforced fists slamming heavily together, setting off another round of collapses in the surrounding snowy mountains.
After showing off how much stronger he'd become, the God of Sand and Stone still didn't see the look of despair he'd been hoping for on Herbert's face.
"Mortal, after seeing all this, do you still intend to struggle?"
He looked at the mortal who showed no trace of tension, finding him more and more intriguing, and couldn't help saying, "Mortal, your fearlessness is making me hesitate somewhat."
"Rather than killing you, I find myself increasingly interested in your soul."
Hm?
Herbert's ever-present grin froze in an instant. His expression shifted as he narrowed his eyes at the God of Sand and Stone, whose gaze had clearly changed.
Hm?
Seriously, you're actually developing feelings for me?
Do you have any idea what you're doing right now?
