"Old Bow, already losing it?"
"Weren't you bragging about how good your mental state was just now?"
Arthur chuckled as he walked up to Thunderbow God, teasing him casually.
Damn!
Hearing Arthur's words, Thunderbow God immediately blew up.
"Shut the hell up!"
"I'm losing it? Me?"
"Don't even joke—ask me to burn one? I'll smile. A hundred? A thousand? I'll still smile. I swear I won't shed a tear!"
Thunderbow God stood up abruptly, determined to prove his point. As he did, he discreetly wiped away the small circle he had drawn with his foot just moments ago.
"Alright, as long as you're okay."
"I told you already—His Highness goes absolutely insane when it comes to throwing away resources. You've seen it with your own eyes now."
"Let's go. We shouldn't keep him waiting."
Arthur gave Thunderbow God a friendly pat on the shoulder and turned to head back toward Velen.
"Old Bow? Why'd you stop?"
