"The four Archangels lead the legion on the outskirts of Hell. Just send someone to check, and you'll know that the Angel Legion is ready for the final battle, prepared to surge into Hell and cause a bloody massacre."
Wayne confidently said, "There's no point in hiding it now. I'm a spy for the Angel Legion, sent to gather intelligence on Hell."
"Nonsense!"
Envy flatly denied it. He wasn't interested in the Angel Legion, only in the scandalous couple: "Tell them you defiled the purity among the Seven Virtues and slept with Archangel Hexuno."
"Yes, I slept with him, many times."
"Did you hear that? He admitted it! Hexuno isn't pure. I'm not lying." Envy's spirit was uplifted, as if a drowning fish saw solid ground, looking at the three of Soskuna with a sense of vindication.
The effect can't be said to be non-existent, but it's the same as nothing.
Wherever Envy looked, people would consciously avoid eye contact.
