Cons watched Audrey nervously.
On close inspection, everything about her was completely different from Integra—her hair color, eye color, face shape, figure, height, features, even her personality. Integra's appearance leaned more toward that of a yellow-skinned race; in terms of art style, she looked like she had stepped out of a Japanese anime, considering her prototype was Loli A.
Yet in terms of bearing, she was exactly like Audrey.
Back when he had been on the ship, he had felt that Integra possessed the air of a Loen noble. At the time, he had merely assumed that she had been born into nobility, perhaps even an ancient family dating back hundreds or thousands of years.
But the instant he saw Audrey again, the Integra in his memories completely merged with Audrey. Aside from their appearances, there was almost no difference between them.
Well, Audrey would not deliberately tease someone.
But in every other respect, they were truly alike!
"Cons, it is very impolite to stare at a lady like that." Although Audrey could tell that Cons's gaze contained more shock and confusion than anything else, she still reminded him. Cons jolted at her words, and the fear in his eyes grew even stronger.
He watched Audrey warily. Though he felt it was somewhat rude, he still asked:
"Audrey, when was the last time you went to church to pray?"
"Church? Are you worried that I have been parasitized by something like Ammon?" Having heard The Little Sun mention Ammon's parasitism, Audrey immediately understood what Cons was thinking and replied in an unconcerned tone:
"The first thing we did after returning to Backlund was pray at St. Samuel's Cathedral. Is there a problem? Cons, something is very wrong with you today. Did something happen during your mission?"
Audrey had digested her