"Um, if I said that I was just cracking a joke to ease the atmosphere, would you all believe me?"
"I would as I know you to be a grandmaster of shooting yourself in the foot. Of course I'd believe that you'd shoot yourself in the foot like that. But, my believing you won't help you. She definitely won't believe you."
Amelia had a bright smile as if she felt quite happy and comfortable, or as if she could vent by seeing my misfortune.
I was now sitting on the ground while bleeding all over, yet nobody seemed to care about me. I felt just like a Holy Knight who was being discriminated against in an adventuring team. All my suffering was only known to me, with nobody caring about me. I could only go grind Holy Light by my lonesome.
Divine Sins were no laughing matter to deal with, as they could easily kill even the Gods, not to mention mere mortals. That direct hit I'd taken just now was quite unpleasant.
