Epic meeting.

It's still me, the sage of sages.

This name is rude for an ignorant person like me who didn't even know that he was affected by a curse.

Yes, especially from someone, who refuses the treatment assigned to him by the goddess, who wanted to save him; going so far as to fight against her.

It is the brainless mortals who think so.

To avoid being misunderstood and being categorized in this class, I must wash my honor to regain my title of the most sage.

It is not easy to be the mediator of these two monsters with disproportionate intelligence; to do so, you have to be smarter than them.

Who is more qualified for this position if only me; the god(dess) of wisdom?

I am not trying to justify myself, but to show the facts that will lead you to understand even a roof can, my dangerously divine intellect.

First clue,

Did I know that this woman's tea was actually holy water disguised as poison?

The answer is yes of course.

What about her intentions from the moment she tied me up before digging up
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