Book Eight: Chapter 127

“I don’t care what the church thinks,” said Mike, his inner Lily manifesting with his annoyance. “It’s not like Sky Daddy ever writes me letters to let me know that he cares. Why should I give a shit what he thinks of me and my relationships?”

“Bah, your belligerence is wasted on me.” Vincentius chuckled and his vassals relaxed. The false Amymone looked disappointed. “It is the nature of men to sin. True affronts to God are rare indeed, such as taking vows before him and then breaking them.”

“Wait, hold on. So if I was married to a woman, but it was just a legal thing without any vows in a church, you’d be fine with that?”

Vincentius shrugged. “It’s not like it would be a real marriage anyway. It is no different than a child playing with toys in their room.”

Mike wasn’t sure what to make of the guy, other than knowing that he didn’t like him. “So will you help me?” he asked. “Since I am just playing with toys, after all. Fixing one shouldn’t be a problem.”