No, I could even become an Elf...
Russell opened his mouth.
He suddenly understood something.
There was only one answer.
—Because he couldn't accept it.
Even if it was just a counterfeit.
Even if it was just an idol shaped by capital.
Even if what people longed for was just the illusory God in their hearts...
But still, he couldn't accept it, still, his feelings remained turbulent.
—I could actually do something.
I clearly could change something.
Not to prove something, but to genuinely do something.
Simply with the initial zeal in his heart, he walked a path of no return without question of gain or loss.
"...I understand now."
Russell's eyes became clear again.
He said with a wry smile, "Originally I came to teach you, but somehow it turned into therapy for me."
"Because your eyes, they were pleading for help.
"I've been confused like this before. Actually, I'm still quite confused."
