When he rested, his mind was always filled with these thoughts. All nonsense, but the more he thought about them, the more comfortable his mind felt, the more comfortable his body felt, and the less fatigued he became.
In the books of the Ozzie Continent, there were also records and legends of Saints. The Demons hated the Saints, but a portion of the slaves worshipped them.
What could a Saint achieve?
They could turn a chaotic world into a golden age of peace, relying on foresight, strategy, diligence, sacrifice, and conscience.
For some reason, whenever he grew tired and thought of Saints, he felt a lot more comfortable in body.
There were also stories of Saints in his hometown, but they were different from the Saints of the Ozzie Continent.
The Saints recorded in the books of the Ozzie Continent were enemies of the Demons, objects of gnashing hatred for most Demon Kings, Demon Marshals, and Demon Generals.
