"This does have a bit of a Holy Mark vibe," Eve also leaned over and joked, "So, are you some kind of Saint, Lorenzo?"
"Who knows? If the Demon Hunting Order still existed, I might actually get some sort of title."
Lorenzo looked at his palm and responded lazily.
In the doctrine of the Evangelical Church, scars on the palm like this are revered as Holy Marks or Holy Wounds, representing the suffering of a Saint, carrying a divine and noble aura. Lorenzo remembered that there was a period in the Church's history when a group of lunatics pierced their palms with long nails, praying delusionally for God's mercy.
"You? A Saint? Let's just forget it."
Selyu shook her head. In her eyes, Lorenzo really had nothing in common with a Saint. The only thing she could think of when putting these together was Lorenzo finally being nailed to the Church's pillar of shame.
"Don't underestimate me!"
Lorenzo shouted loudly, but somewhat unconvincingly, and stopped after a short while.
