Hilia was very curious about Rose's subordinates, the Twelve Apostles.
Jonathan's relationship with the Elf God seemed pretty close, and he looked upright, but he had a strong taste for mischief. In his own castle, every floor was a trap—didn't resemble a castle at all.
And the traps were all real killers—make one careless move and you're dead. This sort of indifference toward life perfectly fit the mindset of an Evil God believer.
Rose said, "Jonathan is already one of the better ones. All mages who surpass the limits of humanity, unconsciously distance themselves from mortals, equally looking down on anyone who hasn't crossed that edge.
"In their eyes, Tier One and Tier Two mages aren't much different from curly-haired baboons. If it weren't for more powerful mages and gods restraining them, these extraordinary mages who haven't been wrapped up in faith would all be walking disasters, acting purely on their whims—especially those at Tier Seven and Eight.
