Keep the Rosary?
I stared at him, genuinely surprised. I had sat down in this ruined room fully prepared to lose it. If he was the First Executioner of the fallen Holy Empire, he was naturally the rightful owner of this holy relic. In a sense, I was holding stolen goods.
"Why should I keep it?" I asked, keeping my guard up. "Isn't it rightfully yours?"
"You are mistaken," the Executioner replied gently. "The true owner of the Rosary is none other than the Divine itself. We, as its believers, merely hold it temporarily to do the world's work. We aren't its absolute owners."
He gestured to the glowing diamond cross on the table. "You, however, successfully woke it from its slumber. You are its chosen, legitimate possessor in this era. Thus, I am only following the will of the Great Order and the Rosary itself."
So... I was chosen by the artifact and became its legal owner? I thought, feeling a massive wave of relief wash over me. The infinite mana battery was safe.
