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"Boring..."
"There's Lyle..."
An explosion of Holy Light burst beside Aryan, causing her to squint her eyes. She could only sense that the King of the Crusaders had teleported beside her, and that a great power had protected the newspaper.
Aryan closed her eyes and lowered her head, feeling uneasy. Her own shadow was about to be ignited by joy. It was only right to give Archbishop Raymond a bit of face, letting him adjust his mood.
Although the joke was a bit outrageous, Mr. Raymond would surely forgive Lyle. After all, he was his beloved Purifier. Yes, Archbishop Raymond was a forgiving man.
Aryan awaited Raymond's reaction, but she forgot that her position and thoughts were different from Raymond's.
A moment later she lifted her head and saw Raymond standing silently in his original spot.
The nun felt uneasy inside. Archbishop Raymond's reaction wasn't quite right. Was he really angry? Lyle had gone too far this time with the teasing. It was best to coax him.
