Kkong returned with High Priest Ellington in tow and quickly reported to Yujin.

He explained why his foresight had failed and what had transpired.

[Sorry. It’s my fault….]

Kkong’s expression was heavy with guilt.

After all, it was his mistake.

He had taken responsibility for the task but ended up causing a major incident.

Above all, he was pained by the thought that he had disappointed Yujin, who had entrusted him with such an important job without a shred of doubt.

The idea that Yujin might now dislike him was enough to crush his spirit.

[No? There’s no need to apologize.]

‘If things had truly gone south, Lady Mir wouldn’t have stayed quiet.’

Fortunately, Yujin remained calm.

It made sense. If this had been a truly dangerous situation for him,

the Saintess, Mir, would have intervened.@@novelbin@@

She wouldn’t have stood idly by. She would have surely stopped it.

After all, if something went wrong with Yujin’s villain rehabilitation activities,

it would slow down her own divine recovery.

‘Besides, she’s the type who would have helped even without that.’

In other words, this was a situation that Mir had deliberately chosen to leave alone.

It wasn’t a life-or-death crisis.

That’s why Yujin could remain so composed.

[Actually, this is great. Good job, Kkong.]

Pat, pat.

Yujin reached under the table and patted Kkong on the thigh.

It was his way of reassuring the overly anxious Kkong without making it obvious to others.

"……!!!!?"

‘Does he have no concept of personal boundaries?!’

Far from feeling reassured, Kkong clamped his legs together in shock.

Yujin, seeing this reaction, couldn’t help but think, ‘Why is he acting like a shy girl over a simple pat on the thigh?’

As always, it was just another of their many peculiar interactions.

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