"Ahtal, you truly are favored by the witch," Fafnir remarked with a sigh of admiration, looking at the composed man across the table.
The man opposite was a follower of the Goddess of Life, yet he could receive the special favor of the Witch of Death, allowing him to act on the Witch's behalf to manage the Church of Death.
Of course, he held no objections to the Witch of Death. On the contrary, he could understand her choice quite well. Given the Talent Ahtal had now shown, he could very likely become a Demon in the future. At that time, having Ahtal manage the Church of Death would allow the Witch to pin some of the blame on him for any atrocious acts the Church might commit. By doing so, Ahtal would be forced to stand firmly with the witch's faction.
"...To be held in such high regard by the Witch of Death," Xi Mu picked up a cup from the table and revealed a wry smile, "that is something I did not expect."
A liar.
