"You agreed?"
"Such a simple thing, it's not difficult, right?"
Freymia looked at Shen Sui's nonchalant demeanor and felt helpless, rolling her eyes at Shen Sui and said, "Don't you know what kind of impact Marcin's death would have on the Dawn Continent?"
"Impact? Could it be greater than the death of the War God?"
"Uh... no, it wouldn't be." Freymia was stumped by Shen Sui's retort.
"The War God is dead; a dead War God High Priest shouldn't matter much," Shen Sui pondered.
In fact, for Shen Sui, killing Marcin was even simpler. When it came to just injuring someone, he didn't even know how to hold back.
Moreover, this time Alice was already very considerate, not finding him any divine level opponents, just asking him to help injure a small fry of the thirteenth order. Compared to her previous actions of casually inviting gods to bother him, it was simply adorable.
"Huh? The War God is dead?" Freymia looked at Shen Sui incredulously. She really didn't know about this.
