Then What Were the Real Poor People the Saintess Saw Like?

Chapter 84

"……Huh."

"No, I……."

My bold, upright, and utterly admirable, refreshingly hearty attitude made a few of the old professors suck in their breath.

By contrast, the old headmaster chuckled heartily and gestured us over.

"Student Cassian. And Viscountess Müller and the Saintess. Please, come here and sit down."

I lightly pushed Lily's back and headed toward the empty seat at the round table.

Beside me, Viscountess Müller took a seat with relaxed grace, and across from us was Cardinal Barneo, bound and kneeling in a hideous state.

"……You bastard."

Barneo snarled at me, glaring with bloodshot eyes...