"You want me to go surrender to the Cleaning Bureau? Damn it! Do you know what you're saying?"
Enraged by the attitude of the newly appointed Vice President of the Slaughter King Association, the Corporeal Doe suddenly shook off his arm and angrily questioned:
"So what do you mean? Are you planning to abandon the plan completely and not deal with it at all?"
"It's not about not dealing with it, it's about being unable to handle it..."
Having narrowly escaped death several times, Thrush's "temperance" ability had improved significantly. Even after being shaken off, he wasn't angry, but pointed to the empty seats at the long table calmly, explaining:
"Look at how many seats are empty. And even among those who came, how many have lost their bodies and only have their souls remaining? With the state of the council now, how can we fight the Realm of the Dead and the Cleaning Bureau?
