"That's enough, let's stop here."
Uriel glanced at Bedford, who was stirring up trouble, and said flatly, "Just because I don't pick fights doesn't mean I'm afraid of them. Don't say such things again."
"You're just too kind."
Bedford beat his chest and stomped his feet, looking as if Uriel had suffered an enormous injustice.
At the rear of the Insectoid family, there was a figure that everyone instinctively overlooked—a man with golden hair, emerald-green eyes, an unbelievably handsome face, long hair cascading like a golden waterfall, soft features, and a strikingly noble demeanor.
Archibald.
To be precise, after awakening, he became Vikul, the Angel of Wisdom representing the Seven Virtues of Moderation.
Before his awakening, Archibald was easygoing, with a warm smile that made people feel as if bathed in a refreshing spring breeze. After awakening, Vikul gained a touch of maturity and stability on top of that.
Reliable, at first glance.
