After slowly sprinkling the carefully selected sea salt onto the freshly fried meat, Bucky picked up the plate, placed it in front of him, took a deep breath, and relished the aroma of the cooked meat.
Nothing could satisfy him more than having a special fried meat steak for breakfast in the morning.
Meat is justice!
But just as Bucky was about to dig in, the video phone behind him suddenly rang.
Mr. Besong, who is not only the 'High Priest' of 'God's Teachings' (self-proclaimed) but also the Grand Steward of the manor, called to say that Saint Fran Mister had come to visit.
This immediately wiped out Bucky's good mood because it reminded him of the terrifying memory exposed on the rooftop—yes, the incident that happened last night.
In the end, Bucky did not buy the answer from the club's Pad.
Not because he was really reluctant to part with those hundred thousand units of faith, but because he only possessed just over thirty thousand units of faith at present.
Why?
