Hill didn't know why William had to squabble with the Goddess of the Hunt.
But since he was doing it, Hill had no choice but to play along.
Yet he really felt annoyed, as the priests within the Forest Array were all photographing him.
Ever since instances came into being, it had been a long time since Hill experienced the pain of being surrounded and photographed by thousands of people.
However, Hill's lips twitched slightly.
The Old Age Striking King was photographing Fran.
"This is a ruthless person who has soaked himself in the Elf Princess. Maybe he's even a demigod," she muttered under her breath.
Veins popped on Fran's forehead.
"Not a princess!" he said fiercely, "Just the daughter of a princess and a human! Indeed a demigod, but the lineage is far removed!"
The Old Age Striking King quietly moved aside, but Hill noticed she climbed up a tree, hid herself behind a branch, and continued shooting.
