"So, Miss Herolia, exactly what do you wish to discuss with me about?"
Casually, Joshua found a chair and sat down. Holding her staff, Ciri stood quietly to his side.
The true owner of Norland Nation Theater was Joshua. Herolia and Messai were the actual guests.
"A transaction."
Herolia had changed her attire to that of a simple nun outfit.
She showed no intention of revealing her identity as a clergy to Joshua.
"Transaction… so, yet another clergy is planning to engage in a transaction with a demon?" Joshua opened his hands. On his palm was the imprint from the Duke of Bones, the imprint emitting an intense aura of death. To the believers of the God of Holy Light, seeing that imprint was most definitely an act of blasphemy. "If the God of Holy Light truly existed… he might be crying now."
"The God of Holy Light Monicar has never regarded demons as enemies," said Herolia all of a sudden. Her tone sounded like she had personally met with Monicar.
