"No!" He clenched his fist, before his voice welled up and started croaking. "How am I... supposed to..." He brought his head down to looking at the ground. He swore that he would return home once he become a holy angel. The make his father happy. The only way he could do that was to become S class. Lazarus almost choked when she kissed him on the cheek. The cheek she had kissed blushed scarlet red. His whole body stiffened up. "I... I dont need S class." Images of his father flashed through his mind. But he dismissed them. He had wronged the church, harmed all those innocent people. He guessed this was his punishment, to never return home as a guardian angel. He took the drink Sasha ordered for him. "Thanks." He forced a smile, still in thought. "Hey... Sasha come closer." He whispered into her ear, making it clear not to say anything. "I'm quitting the guild." He looked pretty sad, and he was probably saying it out of pain, but there was some serious base in his words.