Chapter 312: The Next World: (2)
3.
The events that unfolded were, in a way, simple.
The enraged acted in rage. Those who needed to apologize did so. Those who believed they had no right to utter a word about this world only deepened their silence.
This sucks.
And the [Assistant Writer] muttered a curse.
In front of the bridge, the Grey Spider was still kneeling. Quietly, her forehead was pressed against the ground. Over her body, the followers of the Anti-Magic Alliance threw rotten fruits and rubbish. What they were throwing was also a vomit of emotions.
Thud.
A black mass hit the Grey Spiders back and slid off.
Ah.
The [Assistant Writer], who had been frowning, opened her lips. At the end of her gaze, a sharp dagger was slicing through the air.
Wait, that thing,