"My speculation is that they created something extremely evil, and out of some kind of perverse humor, they wrapped it with the name 'Holy Water'."
Luo Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.
Holy Water.
Soul.
And, the complex character of Professor Scholarly State.
These fragments quickly pieced together in his mind. Although the full picture was not yet clear, the vague outline was enough to astonish even a Demon.
"It seems necessary to conduct a deeper investigation..."
...
After asking about the clues regarding "Holy Water," Erin asked the staff a few more questions, and then went on to visit the camp for further investigation.
The emotions of the refugees were much more stable than she had imagined.
For these people who had just crawled back from the gates of Hell, they obviously didn't need a high and mighty princess to express sympathy.
The pot of bubbling oatmeal porridge, and the warm white light in the military chaplain's hands, were far more tangible than any words.
