"Me."

A lazy voice sounded, a bit hoarse.

"!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the source of the sound in surprise.

That was a bearded man.

Wearing a beggar's costume, with a wine gourd hanging around his waist.

This outfit was incompatible with the scene.

The bearded man put his hands behind his back and smiled playfully: "Because this Holy Light Judgment is not yours, Adrian McNeil."

Good morning~ The last master finally appears!

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