The Three Factions Are All Dogs

Prometheus was rather angry.

It was obvious that he held a deep grudge against the Elder Council.

The other person quickly tried to stop Prometheus from speaking, but Prometheus had no intention of stopping, his tone becoming even more determined.

"I'm not messing around here. You can think about it for yourself. If it weren't for those elders who kept stopping us from killing the Knights of the Round Table, we would have killed all of them a long time ago."

"We have known where the Knights of the Round Table were hiding for a long time, and were tracking their movements this entire time before they became demigods."

"The leader of the shrine agreed to fight, and the Great Lord agreed to fight, but the elders refused and vetoed the whole motion."

"F*ck!"