As if he could not see the existence of the two Descending Angels at all, Father Stra had even given up on smacking Mai Rada over the head with his scripture, choosing instead to kick him.
Heaven only knew how Mai Rada had survived Father Stra's kicks. In any case, he had not died.
"Enough!" the male Descending Angel suddenly shouted in a low voice!
As Descending Angels, they had descended into countless subworlds with the Holy Church, yet they had never encountered a human who treated them with such complete disregard... especially not inside a church.
"Who's talking?" Father Stra finally stopped, but he looked around suspiciously. "Which bastard is talking?"
The male and female Descending Angels exchanged a glance... If Father Stra had simply failed to notice them at first, that would have been a self-deceiving excuse. But now, they could not even find a reason to defend this priest!
Ignoring them... utterly ignoring them, and even calling angels... bastards?
The male Descending Angel's gaze sharpened. He raised his hand, spread his fingers, and holy light instantly gathered in his palm.
"Wait!" At that moment, a figure rushed into the church. The burly Knight Vasco raised an arm to block Father Stra, then said in a low voice, "Knight Vasco greets the two Descending Angels! Stra suffers from night blindness and can't see anything at night... He didn't do it on purpose!"
As he spoke, Vasco hurriedly glanced at Father Stra and gave him a look. After so many years of friendship, the other man should have understood.
Stop messing around. This is all I can do for you! They're Descending Angels, after all!
"Night blindness?" Father Stra blinked, then immediately cursed, "There's nothing wrong with my eyes! Vasco, I can even see the crumbs stuck in your