In that unusual calm, Sifa asked, "You are?"
Without realizing it, he had used an honorific. 🎉👑 🍬🍓
There were not many beings left who could appear beside him without a sound. Someone capable of doing that, while also bringing him absolute mental tranquility, could hardly be an ordinary person.
The woman in the plain robe gave a slight nod. "Arianna, Servant of Concealment."
Although Sifa did not know exactly which great figure "Arianna" was, she had called herself the Servant of Concealment. Recalling that the Evernight Goddess was the "Mother of Concealment," it was obvious that this woman was a servant who attended the goddess.
In other words, she was an Angel!
The goddess had ultimately responded, and she had even dispatched an Angel beneath her. The weight of that made Sifa feel as though he could barely breathe.
He had originally believed that even if the goddess responded, she would merely have a bishop from the local church handle the matter.
Yet he had not expected the goddess to send her own servant, an Angel serving Concealment, to descend in person.
After several seconds of silence, Sifa adopted a solemn expression and gave a formal bow. "Good morning, Your Highness Arianna."
Every Demigod at the Angel level had to be addressed with the suffix "Your Highness" in person. It was a mark of respect for Angels.
Arianna tapped her chest four times clockwise and replied with a devout posture, "I am an ascetic. You may simply address me as Madam."
"Very well, Madam Arianna. 💜💜 👺🐳" Sifa did not insist. Besides, he felt that complying with an Angel's wishes was itself a form of respect.
After looking at him peacefully for two seconds, Arianna asked directly, "Are you planning to deal with the avatar of 'Blasphemer' Amon in