"Throughout the lifetime of King Solomon, there were countless great creations, all of which were destroyed along with the Fall of the Holy City."
Duwa gently caressed the pitch-black Constant Metal, his words full of regret, and when the corner of his eye swept over Lebius and the others, he revealed undisguised malice. It was the Kagader Empire and the Rhine Alliance that combined forces to destroy the Holy City.
"Sulfur and fire destroyed the Holy City, but they couldn't destroy everything. No matter how fiercely the fire burns, in the end, it will leave behind some warm ashes."
Duwa's tone was deep; at this moment, he was very much like a true scholar, his eyes containing the sadness of past history and the pursuit of knowledge.
