The High Priest looked at Kallen, simply watching him without saying a word.
Kallen stood beside him, accepting the High Priest's gaze in equal silence.
The surname "Immoreles" had struck the High Priest harder than Kallen's other true identity.
The identity of the God of Order's Inheritance Heir came with an aura of solemnity. Whenever it was discovered, it would command reverence. This was not surprise but awe, a divine miracle, the will of God!
By contrast, his identity as an Immoreles could inspire that stunned sense of reversal. All the more so because the High Priest himself, the former "Norton," had been deeply involved and interacted with him.
Looking back, he found his arrangements at the time all the more ridiculous and laughable.
"Heh... hehehe... hahahaha..."
The High Priest laughed, patting the armrest of his wheelchair over and over.
Kallen did not laugh. He continued standing quietly.
When his laughter ended, the High Priest asked, "Was it fun?"
Kallen thought for a moment before answering, "Sometimes, it really was quite interesting."
"When I sent you to contact Mink Street, I even worried about your safety. I never imagined that, for you, it really was quite literally like going home."
"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to go home for a family reunion."
"So he is your biological grandfather?"
"Yes."
"He has received our Lord's favor." After a pause, the High Priest continued, "Of course, he is also worthy of our Lord's favor."
"I think this was our Lord's compensation to him." Kallen paused as well, then added, "He is also worthy of our Lord's apology."
"Our Lord would not mind such things, but I cannot deny your judgment, because you possess the highest authority to interpret our Lord's will."
"I believe interpreting our Lord's will is your right.