When I returned to the Holy Land of War in despair, my story had spread. Everyone knows that I want to devour my companions and get fired from the Killed God Warfare Team. My high popularity seems to suddenly collapse.

When I returned to the hotel, the street outside the hotel was full of curses. I understand these people's minds. For them, idols can't go wrong. Once you make a mistake, you will be insulted and not satisfied until you are pulled down from the altar.

I was resting restlessly and tiredly in my chair when there was a knock on the door outside. I opened the door tiredly with...