Vanguard of the Eternal Night

Episode 191: What Pope Lars did, 54.

"... Mayfa, stay a little longer."

All I could do was watch. Will groaned and put Mayfa to sleep on the ground.

And look straight.

"Abram, how do you think of your life?

Will is blown away and brought to the tree to speak to Abram.

……

Bishop Abram answers nothing, he's just silent.

"Abram, why not die to protect your wife's life when she falls ill?

……

Bishop Abram answers nothing.

"My life won't come back if I lose it. That's the best part. And you may say that if your life is lost, you will grieve. Why did you take Lulu's life anyway? And why does Mayfa have to die!? Answer me!!

Will calls out to Bishop Abram with a strong tone of voice.

"Well, what do you know about me..."

"Abramoo!!

"No, then I'm obsessed!

Stuffed and mailed to Archbishop Willow Abram. But Lulu releases his words.

"I feel a small white light in that black heart. Aren't you worried about that? excessive self-esteem."

"What the hell..."

"I'm not talking about superficiality, it's just a rumor, but I want you to live a little life in your stomach. No?"

……

"I've already given Mayfa the gift of a child between me and you."

"What are you talking about! I hah."

"Abram, what do you think when you see what you're saying?

……

Talk to Lulu and Bishop Abram. Kiwil enters.

"I can't wait to see you like this in the back."

Silence flows when Will's words are uttered.

Possibility of child support between Bishop Abram and Mr. Okusan. Thank you...

The part where I can sympathize with Bishop Abram. But what Bishop Abram is doing is not as good as Xu.

I took a man's life and lost my self, and as a result, I took one life.

At the very least, Mayfa can't afford to keep pleading guilty and making amends.

"... hehe, ha! Indeed, my wife's belly is full of children! That's just the minute! Besides, my wife doesn't want to look like this!... but I can't go back!!!

So Bishop Abram put his hand in his sleeve.

And when I came out, it was a gun.

What do you mean, you have another one!?

"Pan!"

The sound of dryness rings in the Spiritual Peak Folkrest.