Upon hearing this affirmative reply, Raphael nodded in satisfaction. "Arthur" was quite adept at reading the times, making his decision so quickly. He seemed like a puppet worth cultivating in the future—Raphael did not believe this ant would dare to deceive a supreme being such as himself.
Ben Hong, who had originally been prepared to act, instead calmed down. She knew very well that this "human" was by no means someone willing to be controlled by others. He had not come to the Holy Mountain to become some Holy Son or Pope either. There had to be another motive behind this answer.
Sure enough, Chen Rui said, "However, before that, there is something I need to report to you, my lord. I had originally intended to find an opportunity to report it to you, and today, Your Excellency happened to descend..."
"Make it brief." Raphael's calm voice carried an irresistible authority.
"This is what happened... When I entered the Holy Mountain today, Lord Vandis asked me to display the three holy relics. As a result, the relics triggered the power of holy favor. The feeling that power gave me... was a special resonant force, one that seemed related to the three relics themselves. Even after that overwhelming force vanished, the power of insight left behind by the resonance remained in my memory. It is an extraordinarily wondrous power, as vast and boundless as the starry sky. I can scarcely describe it in concrete words."
"You were actually able to comprehend that power..." Raphael's eyes snapped open. A blazing light shot from his silver-white pupils, carrying terrifying intimidation. Chen Rui instinctively shuddered, quickly lowering his head and bowing. His body obligingly began to tremble slightly, as though he had been so cowed that he could not speak.
Raphael watched Chen Rui