A few hours later, only a ragged doll that was once known as Laka remained. Seeing that scene, Laex couldn't help and stepped forward.
"I pray for your soul to reach the other side safely. Laka, I shall never forget our friendship."
Of course, Laka wasn't dead. That was simply Laex adding salt to the injury.
'Once I recover, you won't have that smug smiled in your face anymore.'
Ignoring the half-dead Laka on the ground, Alacanta looked at Krune's group and asked.
"Are you perhaps the ones that Laka sold the Holy Land slots to?"
Krune's group nodded. Their presence earlier was just so that they wouldn't get involved in Laka's 'business.' Neither they nor Alacanta had believed it even for a second.
"He sold it to us. After that, since we were coming to the same place, he just accompanied us."
Alacanta sighed before extending her hand.
