Asking Ashu to preach to the new female devotee was essentially asking him to participate in this debauchery.
Such a scene would indeed awaken the beastly desires within the body.
However,
Through his Reaper's Eye, Ashu noticed that a faint Death God's claw mark had appeared on the girl's body.
Though faint, it was definitely there.
He fixed his gaze on her and observed that under the places where her skin was covered, some unhealthy scars showed faintly.
Clearly, she was a biochemical treasure—a carrier of sexually transmitted diseases.
He couldn't imagine what the odds were that everyone present would get infected if someone like her joined this orgy, or whether many among them were already infected.
"Preaching is for someone else," Ashu said, his face turning dark as his body instinctively rejected the idea. "I'm here to learn about baptism. Don't distract me."
His expression was serious, his tone unambiguous. Even Silco Tully, the host, couldn't push him further.
