“Weren’t you being too unreasonable?” Kristina spoke up once they had left.

Her question wasn’t asked with any nitpicky nuance. It was just like during the actual event, where even though Kristina had been surprised and flustered by the sudden change in situation, she hadn’t gotten angry with Eugene’s radical behavior.

Seeing her react like this, Eugene felt quite impressed. If it had been an ordinary priest with him, they would have been enraged by Eugene’s radical actions, going so far as to rebuke him for cutting off a finger, and would definitely have cast some healing magic on Jackson, who was in pain and dripping blood, without his permission.

However, Kristina hadn’t done that. Although surprised and flustered, she hadn’t tried to stop Eugene’s actions. She hadn’t even try to cast any healing magic on her own volition.

‘If I had an ordinary priest with me…,’ Eugene mused.

But in the first place, Kristina was no ordinary priest. She was the Holy Empire of Yuras’s saint candidate — no, their actual ‘Saint.’ So, with Kristina’s actions on top of her background, and thanks to her appearance as well, Eugene couldn’t help but be strongly reminded once more of Anise.

“You have to be unreasonable when dealing with unreasonable bastards,” Eugene said as he glanced back at her. “Also, aren’t you being the unreasonable one by even asking that? If you converted the jewels I took out in front of him into cash, do you know how much that would be? As long as he got a good deal on just one of them, he would have had enough cash to drink and party with for a whole year. Since he tried to pocket one of them for free by using such a nonsensical excuse, don’t you think that he got off rather cheaply with just losing a finger?”

“Hm…,” Kristina hummed as she considered this for a few moments, then she smiled softly and nodded.

“Indeed. I understand what you are trying to say. You and I might now come from backgrounds...