An Su spoke righteously,
"But what if the enemy captures you by accident, and you're tricked by a Beauty Trap, and inadvertently reveal the Church's secrets, especially your intention to criticize this forbidden knowledge? That wouldn't reflect well if it got out..."
This guy really dared to think big.
Merlin's expression turned even darker, Beauty Traps and all—not even he dared to dream so fancifully.
He had figured it out: An Su was counting on the dense Heavenly Magic here, which wouldn't destroy his soul, to have an excuse to stay put.
What was so great about this wretched place? Merlin sighed. He had been here for a year and couldn't wait to leave, yet this kid An Su actually fancied living in Heaven.
Truly not recognizing one's fortune while in the midst of it.
Perhaps it would be better to let the two exchange places.
