The mechanical old lady said in a deep voice, "The events of the gods cannot be predicted, unless it is not a god! The real culprit behind the Dancing Girl's death is already settled, why ask again?"
Metatron was stunned, was it because no money was given?
Directly transfer 200,000, Sariel looked for the old lady for 100,000. But it's two matters for me, so it's 200.
The mechanical old lady's face suddenly revealed a strange smile: "When the scorching sun bakes the earth, all drought, water scarcity, food shortage, robbery, murder, war, plague and so on have only one culprit, and that is the high-hanging sun! When even someone as esteemed as the Sage finds it hard to resolve an event, what could the real culprit be?"
Absurd, can we hold the City Lord, City Beauty, or the Emperor accountable for poor governance instead?
