"Damn, that scared me to death..."
Herbert let out a long sigh upon returning to his room, collapsing onto the bed somewhat exhaustedly.
"What a sudden attack, I almost fell for them!"
He had actively sought out Thorn Bishop to report a minor incident, on high alert himself, afraid of showing any flaw.
Despite that, he unknowingly got influenced by someone in the dark and almost exposed himself.
"Aren't you supposed to be Holy Professionals? How can you be so despicable!"
A bunch of old guys without any sense of propriety, ganging up to bully an eighteen-year-old like me... this is just too much!
Your methods are utterly vile, even for someone like me, an Evil God Contractor, it's unbearable.
"You're even using Spiritual Control, are you secretly planning some kind of mental pollution and personality discard?"
"No way, I definitely need to strengthen my soul's protection! I must find a way to continue arming my soul!"
