"But the Church of Light really deserves to be doing this badly. Don't they know to change their codes?"
"This is the same type of code as the one on Dark Moon Island. Phileas designed it too. Neo taught it to me."
"But something happened on Dark Moon Island," Puer countered. "If it were me, I definitely wouldn't use it again."
"That I don't know, but I still want to attend. We have nothing to do right now anyway. What if we find a chance to go straight back, right?"
"I just feel sorry for these Light Remnants. They seem to be either getting used or on their way to getting used, meow."
"Actually, as the weaker side, they never had much room to choose. I'm not speaking up for them, because for them, doing nothing means slowly being forgotten. But with their current strength and standing, accomplishing anything worthwhile is difficult to begin with."
"Kallen, you are speaking up for them. The old you definitely wouldn't have said any of that."
"Maybe the old me was more afraid of getting tangled up in this sort of trouble. Now I have a little more confidence in handling sensitive matters like this. I probably developed it from following Neo around."
"Perhaps. Anyway, I know you can handle things."
Philomina came over with three desserts, and Kallen found a long stone bench to sit on.
The dessert was coconut juice mixed with milk, served with raisins and other dried fruit, and finished with some ice cubes and a scoop of ice cream.
Philomina handed one to Kallen and said, "No added sugar."
Kallen nodded and accepted it. He picked up the wooden spoon and took a mouthful. It was cool and refreshing, and tasted very good.
After several mouthfuls in succession, Puer