The priest held Meow in his arms, cradling her carefully as if she were a precious treasure.
He said, "I agreed to your request, but… but… what do you have to offer in return? Though… that's not important. I already know what it is I want."
A man rushed in from outside in a panic, his clothes soaked through, his body spattered with blood. Yet he didn't seem injured; that blood must have belonged to someone else.
He dropped to one knee. "Master… I'm sorry, we failed to protect Miss Meow Meow. Please punish me lightly…"
The priest gave him a faint glance, cold indifference in his eyes. "Deal with what's left, then go back and receive your punishment."
The man let out a breath of relief. "Yes…"
The priest drawled, "I told you before: until I arrived, you were to protect her no matter what. This is the answer you've given me."
The man trembled all over. "I'm sorry, Master, it was… it was my negligence in guarding her, I… at that time I…"
