We won! Story over!

…If only things could wrap up as neatly as a few summarized lines in a novel. But life wasn’t that simple or easy—if it were, the world wouldn’t be such a complicated mess.

Thinking about it now, maybe the goddess hated that complexity. Perhaps that was why she had tried to impose her own sense of order, to create a world that was simple and beautiful in her eyes. Now that I was caught in the middle of an unbelievably convoluted situation, that thought felt more plausible than ever.

First things first—we had to clean up the aftermath of the battle.

Of everyone still conscious, Sophia was the only one from the Holy Nation left standing.

But even she had no way of proving her connection to the Holy Nation at the moment. Her official citizenship was registered under Belvur, after all. She had been a spy planted by the Holy Nation, but the problem was… all of her superiors had just left to join the goddess.

…Or had they?

Had they really managed to leave? Or had I shattered that path before they could reach their so-called divinity?

Well, that was a question only the dead could answer. No use thinking about it now.

The Pope was dead. Naturally, most of the Holy Nation’s knights who had been protecting him were dead as well. And those who had survived weren’t even conscious. They were all sprawled out in front of the cathedral.

What a pathetic end.@@novelbin@@

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