Chapter 186: Sophist

"It seems we first need to address the living's repulsion toward the undead creatures..."

Looking at Anwina, who was pitifully peeking out from just a small part of her head encircled in Alaya's feathers, and then turning to glance at the three humans in a dazed state, I muttered to myself.

"This is impossible!" Uncle Knight shouted, having recovered his wits.

"Please, can you not say something so uninspired?" I shook my head, "If humans just keep saying 'impossible' in the face of new things, then there's no hope for the whole world."

"But... but..." Uncle Knight fell silent, but Victor stuttered, "An undead creature using Holy Light, even... hiding under the wings of Lord Angel..."

"She is my disciple," Alaya immediately revealed a holy smile, then tenderly stroked the shivering head of Little Ghost next to him and said, "She's also my sister…"