The two attendants knelt down abruptly, speaking loudly, "Greetings, sir. Are these yours? This lowlife stole your possessions, please forgive her. We'll take her away immediately."
Ange tilted his head, looked at the little girl who was trembling with fear, about to burst into tears hugging her brother, then glanced at the two aggressively attendant, then suddenly said, "You're lying."
A pure wave of holy power spread out. With a few snaps, several shackles composed of holy light emerged from the ground, firmly binding the two attendants.
"Original Sin Shackles?!" The two attendants turned pale with fright, crying out in panic, "Please spare us, sir, you've misunderstood, we're innocent! We are attendants of God's Knight Samaran, we're not sinners."
"Original Sin Shackles?!" Within Ange's soul, Negris exclaimed in alarm, "When did you learn Original Sin Shackles? How did you use it without uttering a Holy Word?"