Thriving... What are you talking about?
Although Leon's words were hard to understand, seeing the Food God below giving a thumbs-up towards him, with eyes full of... "greed", even with a bird's brain Narration of Nonexistence could tell this was certainly not something good.
"Humph!"
Seemingly disdaining to argue pointlessly with the "dying man", the crow incarnation of Narration of Nonexistence continued to circle in the air a few more times, and then gazed mockingly at the 150-year-old condition of the Grand Witch King below:
"You can only speak pleasantly now, my set story has returned to the track, no matter how you struggle, you will be sent to the gallows in two days!"
"Oh, right, right~"
Faced with words that seemed humiliating but actually contained a hint of probing, Leon didn't intend to refute but cheerfully nodded and replied, then smilingly informed:
