"The Pottery family has always been devout followers of the Goddess..."
Lawrence cordially asked Su Lu: "Mr. Su Lu, may I know what your faith is...?"
"I'm sorry... I refuse to answer."
Su Lu, with his icy gaze fixed on James Pottery, the embodiment of a possible ancestor, clenched his fists, displaying raging anger.
But in reality, his heart was calm all along.
'This is the church, this is the [Sacred Warrior]!'
'Who discarded everything, including all emotions, serving God wholeheartedly, how glorious? How... pathetic...'
'[Sacred Warriors] need to firmly believe in the Goddess to combat the filth of the demons. Over time, they become indifferent, not because they've forgotten, but because they've lost emotions... It's a long process, but in the end, they inevitably become like walking corpses!'
