“How are you feeling, Father Lee Ki-Young?” Elena asked.

“I feel comfortable to the point that I can’t even remember the last time I felt this comfortable. I feel great,” I replied.

Of course, it was a sarcastic reply, but it seemed like Elena didn’t notice the thorns in my words because she smiled brightly. She was also definitely thinking that she was having a productive day by using an unfamiliar holy spell on me. However, the way she was using it on me made her look like she was treating a leper. The disgusting energy was definitely still there because she seemed like she was enduring it by slowly opening and closing her mouth. It had been a while since we were together in this enclosed space, so it was amazing that she was able to endure it for this long. I didn’t know what part of my soul was disgusting, but when I recalled how she vomited as soon as we shook hands, I couldn’t help but think that she was brave for enduring it this long.

“W-Would it be fine if I got some fresh air? Ugh,” Elena asked.

“Of course,” I replied.

The noises she made after leaving the carriage with a smile were absurd.

“Eurk, euuurk.”

‘I can hear everything…’

“Bleeeeeeeeeck.”

‘I can...