Matthew, seeing the situation, felt compelled to reassure:
"It doesn't matter, we don't have to dwell on who among them is more fortunate, as long as they are luckier than us."
Mrs. Wolf blankly uttered, "Oh."
Her expression brightened considerably.
The confusion previously seen on her face was swept away in an instant.
Matthew noticed this and couldn't help but doubt the thought processes of these Nature Souls—
So easily persuaded by a few words.
No wonder they fall into decadence so quickly.
As for the comments about Barthor that might have come from a Great Star Mage, Matthew's current stance was to just listen casually.
After all, the speaker was an ancient from a long time ago, probably unaware of the story where Barthor was later torn apart by a Calamity Mage.
Having risen from a mere Purgatory Goblin to the Lord of the Nine Hells, Barthor was undoubtedly fortunate.
