"I'm terribly sorry to be meeting the messenger of the Lord in such a place."
A golden-haired girl approached me, then performed a gesture of Cross religious etiquette with textbook precision before me, saying so in a respectful tone.
If any uninformed Cross believer witnessed this scene and recognized the girl's identity, they'd likely choose to convert to Allah immediately, wouldn't they? Archbishop Lola, the highest spiritual leader of the British Puritans, had just shown such a deferential attitude towards a power user in Academy City, which was even more unacceptable than the idea that Jesus Christ might actually be a woman.
However, I had something else on my mind at the moment.
"Um, if it's possible, could you speak English?"
