"I have no idea what you're talking about, but it would be nice if you could just let me—"
"You did send Kairn flying, didn't you?"
Noen's gaze flickered for a moment.— Right… that did happen. I completely repressed it… —
"I wanted to hurt you as well…" the old man murmured. "But when it came to me… you only pushed me away gently."
Noen blinked, confused."So I didn't even—"
"Why do you think that is?"
"I think that—"
"Silence."
The old man turned away, picked the book up from the floor and opened it. His fingers rushed over the pages — until they suddenly stopped.
He remained on a double-page spread.
He skimmed it briefly.
Then he walked back over to Noen and held it directly in front of his face.
At the top, in old, strangely curved letters, stood only a single word:
"Lum?"
Noen looked at the heading, confused. "Okay, great, but could I—"
"READ!!!"
"…Okay, okay."
"So…" Noen cleared his throat and read out loud: "Lum … the virtue of the mini god power bearers. It may only act violently toward those with an evil soul and heart. Against people of a good soul/ heart, it is not capable of doing harm in any way. The same applies to self-defense. In the name of Elionis, our lord."