How could this be...
After listening to Leon's deductions about the situation in the Weaving Oath, the female angel felt a sharp pain in her chest, and her vision was filled with swirling golden stars. She relied on grasping the slowly floating light strands nearby to avoid collapsing to the ground.
Creating goodwill by helping the Lost Souls, then extracting this goodwill and distributing it to all the angels to maintain the purity and goodness of the realm?
Oh, Holy Mother above... Does this mean that all those people I saved were eventually sent into these light cocoons and became the... material for maintaining everyone's goodness?!
"If you can't stand, just wait here for me."
He helped the staggering female angel regain her footing, and then Leon squinted as he studied the light cocoons at the lowest level of the Weaving Oath, saying:
"What I just guessed is only a hypothesis, not necessarily the entire truth. I need to check further."
"..."
