"Wendy Primrose? The young priestess, correct?" Sanada turned around and asked with narrowed eyes, making Shirley's heart skip a beat.
"Yes," Shye responded with a grim and slightly furious look.
The old man went silent for a few seconds, seemingly pondering the reason as to why Dweezel would do such a thing.
As time went by, the expression on Sanada's face darkened more and more, causing Shye and Shirley's hearts to race faster and faster.
Wendy was one of their closest friends. They couldn't allow the old bastard to harm her.
"Old man, do you have any idea why that old snake targeted my friend?" He followed up anxiously.
"I do," Sanada responded. "However…knowing that bastard, he might've already performed the experiment, provided that he had already prepared what he needed."
"Quit speaking in riddles, old man! Just tell us—what's that bastard planning?!"
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