C1414 The Dream of the Blessed One

Hearing this mocking laughter, Mamen did not seem to care about it at all. It was only because he knew that the existence formed by countless locusts was the 'jealousy' of the seven great sins.

"Yabant, there's a saying that makes a lot of sense. We don't need to follow Kuafu's arrangements …" If it's delayed until tomorrow... I think, how about today … When night falls in Karakorum