"Why do you show such an expression? Surely you are not the only one who wishes for the favor of the Great Snake. On this land, there are too many who feel troubled by the defects of their own race."
Seeing the noble's expression shift from disdain to shock and ultimately speechless, the Snake-man Priest was very satisfied with Orff's change in demeanor,
"You are not alone. In some ways, you are even fortunate, for you have not achieved any merit, yet you have received the baptism of the Cycle Snake's Original Blood.
In our Empire, only true pureblood nobles, after establishing great deeds, can receive such a blessing."
"So, am I now considered a noble of the Empire?"
In this underground palace, there were many like him, half-human, half-snake, and Snake-man Priests with snake-like features, yet largely maintaining a human form. There was also a kind of big snake with humanoid arms, but these snakes seemed to hold a very low status in this palace, akin to servants.
