In the quiet Holy Hall, the boy tilted his head in confusion.
Herbert: ?
This is correct?
"...Everyone?"
"Everyone."
Sss...
Herbert took a sharp breath after receiving a positive response, feeling that he might have stumbled into the wrong scene.
Dear Saintess, is there something wrong with the script you have... wasn't it supposed to be about the Holy Mother's compassion?
Shouldn't you use your great compassion to enlighten those traitors, and then put down the golf club and forgive them?
How did it become "one breath, 3,600 revolutions, great compassion saves the world?"
Killing life to protect life, cutting karma, not people?
The Archbishop saw Herbert's confused bewilderment, shook his head, and chuckled: "Child, you misunderstand, the Saintess is indeed compassionate, but she is not a fool."
"From the beginning, she knew better than anyone that love alone couldn't save the innocent from the wicked."
