A burly figure suddenly charged out of nowhere, and with a fist raised, he smashed the devastating palm strike into smithereens.
"What's going on?"
The crowd let out exclamations of surprise. Then, a burly figure stood in front of Barham and blocked him from further attacks while gazing cheerfully at the old high priest on top of the pillar.
"Who's he?"
"Is that Barham's friend?"
"He actually dares to save him from the old high priest?"
"Isn't he a little too bold…"
Alarm and doubts filled everyone. Barham, who had originally lost all hope, also stared at the burly man in astonishment. He swore to God that he definitely didn't know that man.
"You're… Bubbles the Black Bear King!"
The old high priest stared at the newcomer for a while before he suddenly exclaimed, "Never would I have thought that you'd actually still be alive! How fortunate and lucky you are to have survived!"
"Bubbles?"
"Who's Bubbles?"
