The Lord's Incarnation

"How… do you know that?"

"How indeed," Rudy smirked.

"Stop playing games, Rudy."

SIGH!

"Come on~" Rudy shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's common sense."

"How is that common sense?!"

"Well… I don't know how to explain it, but in the human world, parents take their children to church for blessings and all. So that should be similar here."

"Hmm, you are not wrong. So it was just a random guess, I see." Virgil sighed in relief and said, "You can ask more questions if you want to. I don't have much time to keep you entertained."

"According to you, no one knows who is the incarnation of the lord, not even the host itself. So how does one know that the host has died? Earlier, you said he was dead. Did I hear wrong?"

"No." Virgil shook his head and answered, "It's like… you just know it. You can feel it when that happens. It's hard to explain."

"I kind of get you," Rudy muttered and thought, 'It's like how I feel when Angelica is inside me or not. I just know it.'