A Hai felt as if he had already died. He didn't understand why so many people suddenly appeared during the smooth-running God Birth Ritual, nor why the Divine Envoy and the Saintess were in conflict, and even less the doubts and accusations they had towards the Goddess.
Everyone in the small town devoutly worshipped the Goddess, and peace and compassion were synonymous with Her. Even in such remote areas, ordinary people could bask in Her glory and care, so the Holy Land where She resided ought to be a harmonious haven. Why, then, was there resentment between the Divine Envoy and the Saintess? In their words, it seemed as if the Goddess was no longer the same as before...
