“Greetings to the Saintess,” Michael announced respectfully as he half-kneeled before El.

“Why do you call me a Saintess?” El asked as she looked at Michael coldly. The child form didn’t reduce her charm one bit. 

‘Why is he treating El with such reverence? Why did she faint when she met Michael before?’

Gi-Gyu stayed a short distance from them. He crossed his arms and asked Lou silently,

‘Any guess about what’s going on here?’

-Why are you asking me? Just watch.

When Lou replied brusquely, Gi-Gyu nodded. Lou was right. All he needed to do was watch El and Michael’s interaction to learn the truth. 

“I can feel your remarkable divine power. So how could I not believe you’re a saintess?” Michael bowed and replied. 

Her face blank, El asked, “That’s all?”

Was she acting coldly because she believed Michael was Gi-Gyu’s enemy? For some reason, the emotionlessness suited her beautiful face. 

“No, that’s not all,” mumbled Michael.

“What else?” When El asked, Michael looked very uncomfortable. Until a moment ago, Michael had been acting so cocky; now, he looked awkward. Gi-Gyu secretly felt pleased. He didn’t resent Michael enough to want to kill him, but Michael was certainly an annoying jerk. 

After a moment of hesitation, Michael stuttered, “T-there is something… I can feel something...