"A clover motif? Catholic?"
Samael pointed at the cross hanging from the silver-haired woman's cello case, with a slab of bacon dangling from it, as well as the distinctive clover-shaped markings at the four ends of the cross—the symbol of a Catholic cross.
"As I recall, Catholic clergy swear to serve God for life, so they can't marry, right?"
The ancient serpent immediately rolled his eyes and looked disdainfully at Mario, who was probably trying to fool him.
The blonde shota's expression did not change. He placed one hand over his chest and replied with complete conviction.
"My soul belongs to God, but this body is mine to command."
"Hey, I can hear what you're saying!"
However, just as Mario was whispering with Samael, the silver-haired female knight drinking at the counter paused with her glass in hand. She turned and gave the ill-intentioned blonde shota a dark look, frowning as she snorted coldly.
"Mario Gallo Bestino, I will report every word and deed of yours truthfully to your adoptive father."
"Whatever. The old man isn't here anyway. Until we return to Italy, you're all under my command."
Mario waved dismissively. Clearly, the threat of being reported did not bother him in the slightest.
There was even a hint of mischievous amusement in the depths of the blonde shota's emerald eyes.
Honestly, why would Bishop Laurentis choose a brat like this to verify the Holy Body and preside over the Mass Festival?
The dashing silver-haired woman named "Lizbife Strindorfi" saw that the little brat gossiping about her behind her back showed no remorse whatsoever. She rubbed her forehead and complained inwardly, deeply regretting accepting this inexplicable assignment.
In truth, this silver-haired, violet-eyed woman was the commander of the Holy Church Heresy Inquisition Knights, a thoroughly orthodox Holy Church knight.
Because