After finishing the lively morning court meeting, Horn felt more exhausted than running a thousand meters.
What on earth is this Pope Country of mine? It's nothing more than a makeshift troupe crawling with vermin.
His judgment was correct, there's no way this group of people could achieve anything.
As for the "promise" that Horn could take them to seek refuge in Black Snake Bay, he could only say, I promise, but that doesn't mean I'll fulfill it.
At this point, Horn had come to terms with it; rather than regretting, it was better to think about how to clean up the mess.
What could he do to clean up the mess?
The thought of turning secret opened up the world before him.
With Horn's abilities, going to the Secret Faction's headquarters and given his relationship with Jeanne Jia Li, becoming a middle-class figure for the time being was certainly feasible.
Every time he thought of this, Horn was grateful for not having fallen out with Jeanne.
