Kayara dismissed Eren's verbal threats with a determined air, steadily gaining control of the situation.
"You know, Eren. When I first heard your story, I thought you were just another swindler trying to exploit Ishgaar's temple—meeting Templars in Kizamgaar's ruins, aiding them altruistically, teaming up to confront witches, and, in the end, Priest Hildon risking his life to save you.
Your background story was too good to be true, practically flawless. Except..."
Sitting up on the bed, Kayara tied her ruffled hair into a knot and inspected Eren with a discerning gaze.
"Except... I knew Priest Hildon better than Archpriest Jivem. As devoted as he was to God Ishgaar, he wouldn't risk his life, especially when he could use you as a distraction and shield against the Helenbora coven.
Giving you his sword as a memento so that you can get the temple's help for your contribution? Hehehe. Not his style.
