“No, no… Pardon me. Since you too have now seen the ‘truth,’ you must have realized that there exists a world that cannot be expressed with such trivial words. In that case, there is only one way for us to converse!”
Boom, as the man hurled the iron rod, it burrowed into the ground, sending a pillar of dust dozens of meters high soaring up.
The ground cracked with a snap, and faint fear rose in the eyes of the crowds.
At this rate, the mountain tribunal that had continued for a long history might disappear.
If the Saint set his mind to it, no.
Even if he just slightly lost his composure, the possibility was ample.
“Body, yes… Let us converse with our bodies! Come now, into the world of the mind’s image!”
As if the weapon had been a restraint, the Saint’s face, having discarded the iron rod, was utterly relieved.
The boy’s expression,…