There are rumors of Ferdinand being a literal warfreak, but it was not out of the pleasure of being on the battlefield.
It was because back then, he was looking for a way to die. For someone who could kill him. But things are different now.
"That's a relief then.
Neither the Great Temple nor I is into it either.
We humans have nothing to gain from it. And even if we do gain something from it, it far outweighs the losses.
It's not something I would choose, no matter the benefits," Pope Elsevier sighed, emotional and mental exhaustion clear in his eyes from years of carrying the memories of the past all alone for humanity.
Arabella's heart ached for him. She could feel that he was close to breaking, or rather, he was already severely broken inside, but kept a warm smile on his face in front of other people, and a courageous strength, arrogance, and authority in front of the long-lived races to keep up appearances.
