"Thank you for blessing Felix as well," Leren glanced at the figure at his side.
This entity with divine tattoos etched on his skin appeared too holy to make contact with the mundane earth, so his wings were spread out in the air, and he hovered above the ground.
Smiling, Anon gently said, "Destining a fourth world ascension is an insignificant matter. More importantly, if Felix's destiny isn't fixed, then how can you separate from him with peace of mind?"
In saying so, his expression turned slightly less warm as he continued, "Personally, I would not care for a mortal's destiny; however, I can understand and appreciate your loyalty toward your only remaining blood relative."
A loyal person.
This was why he opted for Leren to be his otherworldly assistant.
Leren heard this and shook his head, inwardly thinking, 'This young lord might appear human, and even holy, but there is no humanity within him...'
