James looked at Jethro who was sitting on the throne.

Jethro returned the gaze.

Their gazes met.

James was not afraid at all despite facing the Angel Race’s Patriarch who was a true Acmean. Even if he could not defeat him, he could simply flee.

Both Jethro and James remained silent. The atmosphere was awkward.

“You are Forty-nine, aren’t you?”

After some time, Jethro spoke to break the awkward silence.

“Mhm.” James nodded slightly and said, “I’m Forty-nine.”

Jethro said, “You may be able