"Master," Anfey glanced up at Slabrea with some respect, but mostly calm. He looked appropriate. If he looked completely respectful, it would have seemed too fake. Slanbrea was experienced and could tell what was fake and what was sincere. If he had looked completely calm, it would have seemed that he did not respect Slanbrea at all, which was not appropriate either.
Christian and Suzanna both turned to look at Slanbrea. They each had a headache. They were not too young anymore. They had developed their own worldviews and values with plenty of time and experiences they had had. They thought nothing was more boring than hearing a religious person preach. However, since it was Slanbrea, an archpriest, they had to listen to him even though they did not want to.
"If you want to learn about this world from these forbidden books, you are already wrong," Slanbrea said with a smile.
"I was just curious," Christian said, smiling bitterly.