I was stunned by his casual tone, but since it was Reed, I decided to let it pass.
Reed began to expound on corruption with the same gravity I’d use when preaching for the Church of the Spirit Word.
“It’s really no big deal. Especially since you wield the Scythe of Holy and Demonic, the standards for goodness are stricter, making it easier for you to slip into corruption.”
“Sounds convincing, especially coming from experience.”
At my remark, Reed gave a quiet smile. I didn’t return it.
As I faced the handsome man with corrupted black hair, a memory suddenly flashed in my mind.
Right after defeating Moriel in the “Execution Ground of Narrow-Minded Order and Goodness,” I distinctly saw Reed with his original hair color.
It was silver back then.
A beautiful hue, like moonlight unraveled into long strands.
The…