Chapter 142: Same Method, Different Person (11)
“Grand priest?”
Noticing how Michael’s expression was different from usual, Deborah tilted her head. Michael noticed his mistake at once and recollected his expression and smiled.
“It seems that you have had a good time.”
“Yes! Heh heh…”
“I see. Aren’t you tired? We’ve travelled far and you went through a lot today. I am worried about you, Priestess Deborah.”
“Hm, maybe a little.” Deborah nodded as she blinked her slightly loose eyes.
Michael gave a smile and picked Deborah up at once. “You should get some nap.”
“Okay…”
Michael lowered Deborah on bed as she rubbed her tired eyes, and patted her cheek with a loving touch.
“Sleep well.”
Deborah smiled at the gentle touch and fell asleep at once. Michael stood by her side for a long while with an angelic expression on his face.
Then…
‘Hades Louvremont.’
Only when he recalled someone’s face, did Michael’s harmless expression flip.
