"Yes, you heard right!"
"I'm going to take you to the headquarters of the Sun God Church, the Radiant Holy City of Solantis!"
"I'm not crazy, nor am I trying to torment you."
"My goal is to bring you a baptism."
"A cleansing of the soul!"
In Molten Hell, Herbert waved his arms, passionately giving his speech.
"Yes, I'm not persecuting you!"
"Rather, I'm trying to save you!"
When Herbert finished his impassioned speech, the room was silent—neither the demons nor the devils spoke, they all just stared intently at him.
They said nothing, but it was as if everything had been spoken.
In the six pairs of eyes staring at each other, the scene became extremely awkward.
"Ahem."
Herbert lightly coughed twice, pretending to be casual, and asked: "Uh, don't you have anything to say?"
"Uh..."
Flora pondered in confusion, tilted her head, looked at Herbert, and lifted her finger, pointing at herself.
Me, me?
