This name.
[Leoz... I still have this name.]
[The Greedy Speaker thinks I have nothing, this is a fallacy.]
[As long as this name exists, Leoz is me, every 'Leoz' will succeed my will.]
[But now, it should really be over, at least I can return to the Nether Abyss with the name 'Leoz'...]
"As for Redd's matter, don't bother with him for now, calm down for a few thousand years, he should repent—so, let's figure out how to solve Leoz instead."
[Emperor] Anpolo said:
"Since this guy is just a cannon fodder deity, he has no talent himself, eating him would be a waste of resources."
"I have an idea." [Scholar] Lyle said: "Anpolo, you should know, on the battlefield, injuring can cause more trouble for the enemy than killing, by deliberately maiming the enemy forces without killing, then the enemy has to care for the wounded, wasting manpower and medical resources."
"Are you saying... we can maim Leoz and then send him to the next battlefield?"
Anpolo shook his head:
