“Did you not hear me tell you to bring it?!” Father Basel shouted.

‘Wow…’

“You scums! You bastards possessed by the demon! How dare you spout nonsense! How dare you!” he continued.

‘What’s wrong with him? Seriously?’

“Actually! Call Helena, the heresy inquisitor! I must investigate their minds! I must check for myself whether those empty heads of yours are filled with demons!” he ordered.

“It’s fine, Father Basel. There’s no need to be that angry. I understand… how they feel,” I mumbled.

“Father Lee Ki-Young…” he called out.

“They’re speaking honestly because they care about the goddess and you. Entering the goddess’ sanctuary in this form… is definitely…” I told him.

“What are you saying, Father Lee Ki-Young? Goddess Benigoa hasn’t abandoned you,” he said.

Of course, she wasn’t going to abandon me. If anything, I would be the one who would abandon her.

“Don’t be like this. Let’s just go. Don’t let their comments affect you, and there’s no reason to listen to them. Those idiots only care about what...