Weakened by the shocking sight, I let go of his neck.
'He have changed.'
His face changed right before my eyes—into a completely different person.
Transformation-type magic?
No, it wasn't at that level. He didn't even utter a starter word. It wasn't even a silent chant.
Because I couldn't feel any mana at all.
'Demonic energy…'
What I felt for a moment was none other than demonic energy. And he knew my identity.
What these meant…
"… Are you of the 72nd Order?"
He smiled. His eyes, shining like blood-stained jewels, were quite annoying.
"That's right. I am also a church member chosen by God."
"Is that your original appearance?"
"Are you curious?"
The Eden I knew came back again.
"Captain."
Only then did I notice the snake pattern in his eyes.
'Stigmata!'
He was also an apostle chosen by Andromalius.
He had been watching me with the same power as mine, hiding what he had seen until now.
There was no need to hide it anymore since it had already been revealed.
