Emma's knowledge about Lord Michael was extremely limited.
Not even the novel had ever fully described him.
There were only fragments scattered throughout the story. Mentions of his overwhelming might, his benevolence, and the enormous influence he held during the final battle where he empowered Kevin.
From what Emma understood, Michael wasn't merely Kevin's patron deity.
He was something closer to a guardian.
Or to be precise... a father.
Long ago, Michael had fallen in love with a human woman, and the child born from that union eventually became known as the savior of the world.
But even that revelation told Emma very little about the being who possessed the greatest authority in Heaven.
And now, standing directly before her, the Archangel looked at her with unmistakable disdain.
As though she had stolen his umbrella during a storm and shoved him into a muddy puddle afterward.
"That's not exactly how you greet someone—"
"Shut up, Ralph."
