'But to think you were right, Lilith… the Holy Light didn't detect any sin on me.'
Liam walked through the stone corridors of the Holy Church, his smirk lingering as he replayed the scene in his head.
Evelyn's shocked expression, the way her faith wavered in that moment—it was perfect.
He had been fully prepared to bluff his way out of the confession, but in the end, he didn't even have to.
The Holy Light reflected brilliantly off him, as if he were the purest man in the world.
[Of course, I was right.]
Lilith's voice rang in his head, filled with amusement.
[But still, what you did back there was quite risky.]
Liam scoffed. 'Risky? You were the one who told me I will be safe from detection in the first place.'
[Yes, I speculated. I never said it was guaranteed.]
That made Liam pause. His smirk faltered just a little. 'Wait… so you weren't completely sure?'
[Not entirely. I had a strong theory, but you could've been exposed if I was wrong.]
