Rafael was definitely starting to doubt if Lee Ki-Young was truly the person he thought the latter was. Was he really a demon trying to control the continent?0

Even the slightest doubt was fine, as I only needed that slightest doubt, and it could eventually sprout and bloom. Of course, I wasn’t delusional enough to think that what I had been doing was enough to change our warrior of gray light.0

After all, the demon contractors had to have brainwashed him for a long time. However, the very first step was making the small seed of doubt sprout and bloom. It was better to nurture that small doubt rather than recklessly rant about the truth.0

‘It took me two months to plant that seed.’0

I didn’t think it was a long time, but I smiled because there was progress.0

“Are you okay?” I asked the patient.0

“I-I’m fine. I’m really okay, Father Lee Ki-Young. I-I don’t… know… what to say,” they answered.0

“I’m not doing this for recognition, so please lift your head. You don’t need to lower yourself like that in front of me,” I told them.0

‘Everyone is...0