Wait For The Right Moment To Strike

"Just what were you thinking?!" Arthur glared at the ten-year-old, who was casually sipping a fruit juice without a care in the world. "Why did you decide to join the Central Government? Are you mad?"

"Grandma, Grandpa is bullying me," Thirteen shamelessly hugged his grandmother, Lady Callista, and pretended to be scared.

"Arthur, don't raise your voice at Zion," Lady Callista said as she hugged her grandson. "Can't you see that he is scared of you?"

"Him? Scared of me? Nonsense!" Arthur scoffed. "Did you not see him talk to a Majin Prince and Majin Princess as if they are the best of friends? Do you really think someone like him, who fought against the Majin Prince, Arundel the Destroyer, is scared of me? What a joke!"

Lady Callista ignored her husband's words and patted Thirteen's head in order to calm him down.

Michael shook his head before fixing his glasses, while Hans only smiled faintly because he found this scene quite amusing.