At this moment, Ikarys really wanted to cry. He was living in the warmth of the human world, but suddenly he was thrown outside and had to live in a cold snowstorm that made him want to cry.
'Is this the feeling of being abandoned and despised by everyone? It's so painful, I really want to cry.'
Ikarys gritted his teeth to stop his tears from flowing. He poured all his pain and anger onto Lathel: 'It's all because of him. Damn it! He must have used some strange magic of the 'Goddess of Lust' to bewitch the Holy Maiden and that poor girl.'
'Lathel… A trash like you can only be safe in the present. Wait until the Genius Congress is over; I will definitely expose the truth.'
'At that time, I will kill you publicly, cut off your head, and hang it in front of the city gate for everyone to spit on.'
Ikarys was so angry that he clenched his teeth so hard that he made a harsh sound. Even Arine, Dorothy, and Lathel could hear the sound.
