A Goddess unfamiliar with emotions beyond anger and possessiveness and a Runebearer who was too practical, or rather, too emotionally restricted to have thoughts that wandered beyond the expected, made for quite a comedic duo.
Though it sure as Tartaros didn't feel like comedy for the two of them.
Anyhow, with her safety confirmed, Xenos entered the Hieron station.
Once he passed the reception, a clerk behind the counter froze the instant she saw him.
It was the same woman as before, the one who'd witnessed him slap a Hierophant for seemingly no reason at all.
Her hands trembled as she tried to look professional.
"Y-You…"
"Hey there."
Xenos approached cheerfully.
"Sorry about last time. I wasn't planning to traumatize you, and oh, did you go to that Hierophant's funeral? The poor man was mauled to death by some dogs before my eyes."
He looked down solemnly.
"Ah... he defended us till his last breath. How brave he was."
