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The Tool

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Monn saw the whole world fighting for the throne very clearly.

That's why he didn't want to get involved.

He kept his distance.

Not even close.

He kept his mouth shut about the throne.

It could even be said that he walked around it.

Don't look at him as a Cardinal.

His mouth was full of various doctrines.

The commonly used spells also represented the light.

But only his heart knew best.

These were all superficial, for the sake of the congregation.

What he wanted in this world was always to live, to live well.

It would be best if he could return to his original world.

He could not go back, but also lived in peace in this world.

Far away from disputes, far away from fame and fortune.

Of course, this was a beautiful wish.

Where there were people, there would be politics.

Where there were people, there would be constant struggles for fame and fortune from ancient times until now.