'Lydia, my sweet little Lydia… are you going to play dumb or reveal what a reincarnator is from your own mouth?'
Davis warmly smiled at Lydia.
Lydia had raised her head high, looking at his face with a calm yet inquisitive gaze. At that moment, he knew she was confused, horrified, and full of trepidation, yet she managed to suppress all of it as she calmed down without a change in her expression.
In fact, she quickly removed her panic like she was flipping a switch, and became thoroughly inquisitive about his motives in passing the baton to her.
'Indeed… truly a Priestess of a major hidden power from the Upper Realms…'
Davis reckoned she was more or less cold to everyone in her previous family since priestesses were more or less existences like that. It didn't matter if they were figureheads or held real power. They were mostly bound to be heartless for the sake of worshiping a greater entity.
