"What do you want with all these questions?"
Hexuno said warily; she admitted Wayne was an excellent Exorcist, never showing mercy to Devils, in that regard, he was trustworthy.
But Wayne was just as ruthless towards Angels, which she experienced firsthand—each time Mona pushed her to the front, that shameless jerk just got more excited.
Hexuno had every reason to believe that once the Saint Heir was found by Wayne, there was a good chance he'd suffer.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious."
Wayne pointed to his innocent face, blinking shyly: "Is there a possibility that I, am the Saint Heir you're looking for?"
Without a word, Hexuno turned her head, covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking.
Wayne: (ꐦ￣～￣)
Making the Archangel laugh for the first time, how delightful!
"Don't misunderstand, I just thought of something amusing."
