No doubt, that damn bastard Herman would definitely do this.
If we don't do something now, it'll be too late for regrets.
In a flash, Blackthorn thought of the only way to salvage the situation.
He quickly switched his frown to a smile.
The speed of his change of expression made the royal young actor Sif exclaim his professionalism.
He cheerfully expressed thanks to Roland and Sif, then threw out the main event.
"Mr. Roland, on behalf of myself and the Divine Court of Light, I thank you for your noble deed. Your kindness and generosity transcend the barriers of different denominations and break the bounds of nationality..."
All this exaggerated praise made Roland find it hard to keep a straight face.
If they praised him any more, he was about to become a saint on earth.
He really didn't want to bear such an empty title.
Although the title of Saint could make fanatical believers support him blindly, it would also seriously restrict his words and actions.
