He would record the various tribulations they experienced on their departure from Egypt and the might of God, admonishing future generations that this was the journey protected by the deity the Hebrews and their ancestors worshiped, and whoever made themselves enemies of the Hebrews would be met with disasters and destruction by God.
As for the people who died in the process... let's just gloss over that for now.
Only God's favor could unite later generations, for if God treated everyone equally, how would they develop a sense of national heritage?
Only in this way, after their generation had passed, would their descendants be able to—
Click-click...
"—Hmm?"
With his right hand on the sword's hilt, Aaron's eyes instantly sharpened.
Despite being lost in thoughts of the future, this did not mean he had let his guard down.
At first, Aaron had thought the noisy friction came from some animal that had sneaked in, but now he saw this was not the case.
