As long as Ange doesn't feel awkward, then the one who feels awkward is someone else. How could Ange feel awkward? He doesn't even know what it means to be awkward. If he can stand here as if he were planting something, he can stand here until tomorrow.
Usually, someone would step forward to guide him to avoid making others feel awkward, but everyone now found it amusing, and wanted to see Karlok feel awkward.
There was no response, no reciprocal greetings, not even a word. It was a complete disregard; Karlok's face shifted from white to black, his expression turning gloomy.
No, the fun shouldn't end so quickly. Negris reminded Ange urgently in his mind: "Say something, anything."
Ange said: "Holy Light, isn't pure."
Karlok's face instantly turned ashen.
What Ange said was the truth, but to the ears of everyone in the Church of Light, it was a severe accusation.
