Hearing Schuck's words, Roland gasped. "This is the doctrine of the Church of Light?"
"What do you think?" Schuck threw up his hands. "Although such words are not quite in line with contemporary values, in this feudal world, in a war under such a system, women are one of the important resources. Beautiful women are an especially scarce resource. From the point of view of war, as long as they are women, they are to be packed up and brought home."
"You actually acknowledge such a doctrine?" said Roland, rather surprised. "The Goddess of Light is a woman too, isn't she, and she actually acknowledges such a doctrine?"
Schuck leaned against the wall. His face, so handsome that women wouldn't be able to close their legs, had a vague hint of derision. "I've been believing in the Goddess of Light for about two years now, and I get to hear her voice from time to time. I know a bit about the gods of this world."
