After hearing Pisi out, never mind how Angel and the others reacted—Zigua, at any rate, was visibly thrilled.
A blush of pink had actually floated onto that verdant face of his.
To Zigua, his greatest pride was his "sense of moral honor and disgrace." It was precisely because he possessed this sense that he could not bring himself to take petty advantages.
Yet on the shadowed side of that sense of honor and disgrace, a new sense of self had sprouted. This feeling was called "shame."
Zigua possessed lofty morals, yet he was deeply ashamed of his own race. He always felt that others would look down on him for being a member of the Pirushu Clan, which made him instinctively conceal his appearance.
Others thought this was "shyness," but in truth, it was "shame"—an inferiority complex toward his own race.
Moreover, bolstered by this shame, he did not actually feel much empathy for his own kind.
This left Zigua's heart filled with complicated and contradictory emotions.
He was proud of what he did, yet inferior and ashamed of his birth. But his shame was constantly betraying the pride in his heart.
It sounded strange, but it truly was so. Zigua's heart was just that... tangled.
Pisi's words alone could certainly not untangle the knots in Zigua's heart, but they gave him a sense of "being recognized."
In the past, he had always believed that his sense of moral honor and disgrace would become a source of mockery among his fellow Pirushu.
But now, he realized that someone still understood him.
And that person was Lord Pisi!
Zigua had never imagined that he would receive Pisi's praise! Not only did such an important figure remember what had happened to him, but he could even casually recount so many details.
That