"What is the fate of the unbelievers?" Lancelot cautiously asked, "I heard there's a wall..."
"The Unbelievers' Wall is still there," Cranvo confirmed with a nod. "The gods have long set the rules; the identity of an unbeliever has the highest priority—whether it's a notorious killer, a tyrant who eats a child every morning, or a kind soul who wouldn't harm an ant, if someone dies as an unbeliever, there's only one outcome waiting for them..."
"That's not fair," Lancelot said somewhat dejectedly, "nor reasonable."
"If a rule is made clear beforehand and applies to everyone, then there's nothing unfair about it. As for whether it's reasonable..." The Lord of the Dead turned his face, "I had considered dismantling it once, but Yago stopped me. That wall... has its purpose, and the punishment of mortal unbelievers is just an unintended side effect. Sorry, I can't say more; these matters are irrelevant to you. Now, let's put an end to this tragedy before us..."
