The damn woman finally scrammed!
Only the Judge has a way to do this. As expected of the most powerful man in the Netherworld, he can actually dissuade Sofia...
Can't he?
The pub's old customers returned to their usual spots, ordered strong drinks, and began to boast and talk.
However, the boss Cook, who should have been the happiest, couldn't manage a smile.
Did he really dissuade her? He's somewhat doubtful.
Recalling Sofia's marvelous skills, Cook still shuddered involuntarily.
The clear water flames flickering in his palm was a scene he could never forget in his life.
Exceptionally beautiful, exceedingly terrifying.
Although the Judge is powerful, Cook could understand his methods, which are far too different from Sofia's.
But in any case, it's good that the issue is resolved...
Cook's eyes suddenly widened as the bottle he had just held slipped from his grasp, leaving him dumbfounded.
Even if a ghost stood before him, he wouldn't be this shocked.
