The automatic driving of the Angel Battle Armor Card brought Herbert, who hadn't yet reacted, to the face of the God of Sinful Desire.
Question: Mortal, why do you choose to confront the divine?
Answer: It's not my choice, big boss.
Herbert: ???
What the hell, my clothes moved!?
I'm not playing anymore!
I want to go home——
Damn it, is there something wrong with this intelligent driving of yours?
Why are you bringing me to a place like this!
Half an hour ago, when Herbert had just returned to the mansion and was complaining to Valentina and the others about being blinded on the road by a bald woman with very bright car lights and no manners, he even patted his armor to assure them.
Herbert said this armor could protect his safety, and no matter what happened after, they shouldn't get excited, as everything was part of his and the Sun Pope's plan.
But now it seems…
The plan?
Old man, where's the plan we talked about before!!?
