After hammering those kids, Malin carried the World Tree Hammer back to the mage seats. When he passed by the Church of the War God's mage seats, the lady called out to Malin.
Out of respect for a lady, Malin stopped, "What is it, madam?"
"You truly are very suited to the War God's Path, child." As soon as the lady spoke, it almost made Malin run—what's the deal with your Church of the War God? Why does everyone have such a hard head? The old man from Carterburg said the same thing to you, but what was the result?
Thinking about this, Malin sighed, "Madam, I am living quite well in the Church of the Goddess of Harvest. Here, I have friends who are as dear to me as life itself. I have a loving partner with whom I share mutual affection, and mentors who have given me so much. I truly have no reason to abandon all this to choose a path I do not delight in. So, I must politely decline your kind offer."
"I knew it, my brother said the same." The lady said with a smile.
