Cordell McNeil's face was ashen.
It was because he destroyed the items that were meant to be given to the emperor. It had to be that way.
How could that country bumpkin ever see pottery?
He must have found some beast in the warehouse and immediately pulled out his sword. Needless to say, what Cordell broke was nothing more than an ordinary bowl.
'Why would you have left such a precious thing here and there in the first place?'
But he couldn't even suspect it. It was because of the wholehearted acting of me and Deacon Miller Xavier.
"Look here, Sir McNeil."
"Yes?"
"You've been investigating so diligently, but why don't you know anything about Adam, the god of the earth? He even testified in court."
"That is..."
"Think about it logically. Where would a monster touch dirt or something in a warehouse? There's food all around."
Cordell lowered his head with a somber expression.
