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"Your friend is doing something strange again," Divine Architect commented as a barrier came out of the balcony and fended off the blood-red light. "You all don't know when to give up."

King Elbas patted his robe to remove the white dust that had accumulated on his figure. He had gone through a few casual exchanges with Divine Architect, and his inscribed items had turned out to be inferior, but he had predicted that outcome.

"Don't you think it's too early to get confident?" King Elbas asked. "We were just playing around."

"I have been confident even before you pulled us out of the sky," Divine Architect calmly responded.

"I expected that answer," King Elbas sighed before his eyes fell on the blood-red aura lingering outside the castle's range. "How do you even call that strange? It perfectly fits that idiot's behavior."

"I prefer not to relate to idiots," Divine Architect mocked.