Motan let out a deep sigh, feeling rather helpless, as he leaned against the bookshelf beside him and sat on the ground. With a forced smile, he said, "Still excitedly introducing yourself as the 573rd Pope, the most talented genius of the Church of the Dawn in a thousand years—Saint Ruka Tifilo?"
The guide who introduced 'Hei Fan' into the Church of the Dawn and the previous Pope who went missing long ago shrugged, closed the enchantment demon booklet he held, and after carefully hiding the thing in his arms, turned to Motan with a serious expression, "Kiddo, do you remember the first time we met? I could tell at first glance that you weren't human."
Motan: "???"
"Well, to be precise, at first glance, I saw that you weren't an original being of our world. Though it was initially just a hunch, after your baptism, I could almost confirm it as a fellow believer of the Goddess of Dawn," Tifilo raised an index finger and gave it a gentle sway, "What do you think this is?"
