"I am well aware that this idea is not easy to achieve, so... I need the help of others."
Herbert's gaze was firm, staring intently at the goddess.
"You know as well, I am different from other paladins."
"As long as I can achieve the ultimate goal, I don't mind what means I use."
The Ice and Snow Goddess nodded silently.
This was indeed a rather special paladin.
With the things he did in Frost Crystal Royal City, he didn't seem like a holy professional at all.
But more like a demon.
Manipulating people's hearts, whispering seductions behind the ears of nobles, pushing them step by step into the abyss.
Yet in his decisiveness in action, he sometimes seemed more like a demon.
Kill, kill, kill.
No hesitation, no delay, presenting death in the most brutal way to those people.
Could such a person be a paladin?
Sorry, but indeed...
Those massacres didn't make him fall; instead, they made the holy power on him become sharper after it was honed.
