The immense radiance spilled over them, making them feel as though they had seen a true god. For a moment, they almost wanted to fall to their knees in worship.
But why did the angel behind him seem different from the Seraphim they worshipped? And why did she seem so much holier than their own angel?!
Lynn nodded and said:
"You're an angel's chosen, and I, Lynn, am also an angel's chosen. Do you know who this is behind me? She's your Seraphim's own elder sister, a holy Archangel. And do you know who I am?"
Everyone stared wide-eyed and shook their heads stiffly.
Lynn gazed at them with utterly placid, dead-fish eyes. "I'm this Archangel's own little brother and personal student. Of course, sometimes I call her Mom, too."
The Apostles: "!!!!"
Lynn nodded and adjusted his Monocle. "So, in terms of seniority, I'm in the same generation as your Seraphim. You should even be calling me your divine brother-in-law. Now, do you see these two feathers in my hand?"
Lynn waved them, casting a halo of holy light.
Everyone stiffly replied, (꒪Д꒪), "We see them..."
Lynn nodded and held up a feather. "My Archangel sister personally endured the pain of plucking this from the very tip of her wing to give it to me. It's an angel's feather. Do you think an angel would pluck a feather like this for an outsider if they weren't close?? Forget angels-just find any bird. Do you think it would willingly pluck a feather from its wingtip for you?"
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"It wouldn't, would it?" Lynn asked with his dead-fish eyes open.
"So, do you know