Kallen's feet returned to the ground, and he began straightening his collar, which had been pulled out of shape.
Fortunately, the clerical robes were made of excellent fabric and even had some ability to repair themselves. Ordinary clothes subjected to that grip would not merely have had a crooked collar; they would have burst apart.
Still, one thing puzzled Kallen. Even if Lord Aoji's memories of that night had been sealed, she should still have remembered him, because she had met him on Fire Island before that night.
And when she had accompanied the Whip Bearer to the Chief Bishop's house that night, she had recognized him at first glance and even come forward to greet him.
Yet her behavior just now suggested that she had completely forgotten who he was.
At that moment, Lord Aoji was kneeling on the ground, screaming incessantly. She was enormous, and her screams were piercing, like a soprano practicing her voice here, brimming with a primal air.
There were not many people passing the luxury hotel's entrance, but it was not deserted either. Quite a few stopped to watch. The attendants and security staff at the entrance began approaching as well, but when they saw the Order Clerical Robes Kallen wore, they all silently withdrew.
The Cavern Order God Church was subordinate to the Order God Church, and Order Clerics enjoyed an exalted status here.
In an extreme case, even if an Order Cleric stationed here raped a female Demon Beast, the Cavern Order God Church had no authority to arrest him. They could only lodge a protest first, then have the Order God Church send someone to take him home for trial. As for the outcome of that trial back home, that was beyond the Cavern Order God Church's control.
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