"With power like that of divine calamity, as a great force to frighten the populace, using the looming sword overhead to imprison everyone's thoughts—I don't like this at all."
Since the talks began, her face, which had been calm, showed a ripple, a fleeting fluctuation that the person themselves might not have even noticed. However, Ji Ai'er, the Saintess skilled at observing others, did not miss this slight change.
It was a feeling of extreme disgust and anger—utterly heartfelt.
If gods and their messengers existed only in imagination and religious texts, perhaps the world would be chaotic, filled with ugly struggles, hunger, disasters, and plagues across the earth. Yet, it was precisely the universally acknowledged hope that "the world is not perfect", "the world can still be improved", that allowed room for imagination to intervene, fostering diverse thoughts and values for people to compare, judge, and choose from.
