"Are you kidding me?"
Bologue stood up, like a black wall, blocking the light, leaving Duwa in his shadow, looking up in confusion.
"Why..."
Duwa murmured, looking at Bologue in bewilderment, "Why did I only notice this now."
The suspicion and anger that had risen in Bologue dissipated, as sincerity was evident in Duwa's eyes, as if he had never contemplated this matter before Bologue raised the question.
Duwa fervently worshiped King Solomon, yet he never knew his name.
This was utterly ridiculous.
It was as if from the beginning Duwa had never realized this issue... no one had realized this issue.
A chill rose in Bologue's heart, Duwa's confusion reminded Bologue of himself not long ago.
If it weren't for Aimou's inquiry, perhaps Bologue wouldn't have tried to recall his experiences in Redwood Town for decades to come.
