"Alright~"
Watching the woman with the horse's head stop pretending and adopt an attitude that kept him at arm's length, the Donkey-headed Man couldn't help but sigh with regret, then shrugged and said:
"As you've said, I've been testing the limits of these Angels, trying to see just how far their 'goodness' goes, to what extreme circumstances it would take for them to harbor ill thoughts towards me."
Harbor ill thoughts towards the Angels?
The woman with the horse's head frowned upon hearing this, then responded with a question:
"What nonsense are you talking about? Angels of the Pure White Haven are born from good thoughts, how could you possibly make them harbor ill thoughts?"
"The 'ill thoughts' I'm referring to aren't the extreme kinds like wanting to beat, expel, or even kill me, but the tiniest of ill thoughts."
Slightly shaking his head, the Donkey-headed Man explained:
