Quin Essey Haseia Quintia!
Lyle saw the blond youth who had suddenly appeared with a gentle smile, and the man's name quickly flashed through his mind.
Why would someone from the Black Scripture be here?
If Lyle had only been somewhat wary before, he was now on high alert.
The Black Scripture is the most mysterious and powerful unit among the Six-Color Scriptures of the Slane Theocracy. The sole condition for joining this unit is that one must reach the Hero Realm.
The reason Lyle could recognize him instantly was entirely because the man's younger sister was the famous 'Sister Funny,' the former Ninth Seat of the Black Scripture, codenamed 'Gale Step Break,' Clementine.
The two shared an eighty percent facial resemblance; it was hard to mistake them.
"That was quite a close call. Are you alright?" Quin Essey said in a gentle tone as he stepped out from the forest and looked at Lyle.
With short blond hair covering his forehead and a soft face, his every gesture exuded a kind aura that would make anyone feel a sense of goodwill upon their first meeting.
"Thank you."
Lyle spoke softly, putting on a look of relief while his mind raced.
Quin Essey wasn't wearing a mask or anything to hide his face, so he was likely alone.
Because the Black Scripture is a secret unit within secret units, the identities of all members are classified. When on a mission, they carry masks or other items to conceal their identities.
This is because everyone in the Black Scripture has another public identity within the Slane Theocracy besides their hidden one.
"Apologies, I arrived a step too late and almost let you get hurt."
Quin Essey spoke apologetically at first, then introduced himself:
"I am a missionary of the Slane Theocracy who worships the 'Earth God.' Since I couldn't confirm the evidence of the other party's crimes, I remained hidden in the shadows."
"You should have seen just now that he is colluding with the demi-human race; he is an extremely dangerous individual."
With just a few simple sentences,
Quin Essey clearly explained his reason for hiding and his positive public identity.
The Slane Theocracy's philosophy of 'Human Supremacy' is widely known across all nations, so his behavior and reason for being here were perfectly plausible.
Specifically, the brownish Holy Seal he wore on his chest further verified this; 'Holy Seals' are magic items that only local churches can issue.
It was both a symbol of status and a form of identification.
Lyle narrowed his eyes almost imperceptibly; the man's words were lies.
The Quin Essey before him was one of the few in the Slane Theocracy who worshipped the 'Dark God,' one of the six great gods, not some 'Earth God.'
However, given the current situation, that wasn't important!
"I don't care about the business between you two." Lyle displayed the wariness a normal adventurer should have in such a situation, pulling on the Ghost Hound's bone chain.
He made a gesture of yielding the battlefield and taking the initiative to retreat.