"Hmm."
Lanci replied to Ursula.
He understood what Ursula meant—it was the same for him. The gap between him and the First War God of the Diamond Throne, Hesintos, was so vast that he couldn't sense this person's strength at all.
However, the faint aura emanating from the person made Lanci suspect that it could only rival the Saint Polante Pope from the Shadow World.
Of course, this was not the Saint Polante Pope in his full prime.
Other than the Saint Polante Pope, Lanci couldn't think of any other being that gave off a similar presence.
"Kid, you wouldn't happen to be ridiculously strong yourself, always pretending to be weak, huh?"
Ursula squinted and scrutinized him.
