The scene was extremely chaotic, and the Goddess of Redemption was visibly exhausted, with sweat pouring down her face, soaking her body, as though she had been fighting on the battlefield for hours. She clung tightly to a manifested giant coffin Imprint.
Negris pursed his lips annoyedly, muttering softly, "This is too fake. A goddess sweating? Who are they trying to fool?"
Anthony replied understandingly in a low voice, "Can't be helped. Lord is too naive. Without this, no one would know how hard you worked. Redemption did put in effort, just let it be."
Negris suddenly realized, "That's true. No wonder they keep whining all the time. It's not that they're actually tired but showing off their efforts. I should have learned from them sooner."
Anthony hesitated and said, "Isn't that a bit bad? Their whining is genuine fatigue, but yours would be pretending. Lord can tell."
