[‘The Scale that Judges Souls’ takes a deep breath at the bold statement.] I felt it was necessary to keep a calm mind and listen more carefully to understand the meaning.
As I widened my eyes and looked at Tessilid, a deep voice continued.
“If I were to deceive you, what would you do? What if I were not someone trustworthy… what would you do?”
“You’re saying that as if you’re actually hiding something.”
“That is…”
He trailed off.
Honestly, what am I supposed to do when he acts like he’s going to confess something serious, only to suddenly stop with a look of sheepish embarrassment?
His conflicted face seemed pained. Not wanting to bother him further, I shrugged my shoulders and replied lightly.
“Well, let’s just agree to forgive each other once.”
“…”
In any case, I had prepared a safety measure for my position as an unconventional Saintess.
A look of curiosity started to settle on Tessilid’s face. I had to distract him before he could fully grasp the implications of my words.
“Oh, by the…