"In order for the citizens to survive the winter, swing your sword to plunder; for the peace of the nation, declare war and swing your sword; for your own hatred, kill and chase."
Lawrence broke free from the confinement of the Nail Sword, but simultaneously, the sharp blade severed his body into pieces, leaving him powerless and slumped beneath the stone pillar.
"And you? Is it just for revenge against me? Such a reason is too dull."
Lorenzo looked at him expressionlessly, his voice cold.
"Eradicate the demons."
Eradicate the demons.
Though simple words, they startled Lawrence, as he hadn't heard such words in a long time, feeling a slight nostalgia, but then he laughed at the ridiculousness of the statement.
"For the so-called Golden Era? He often mentioned it to me long ago, supporting me to become a Cardinal for this purpose."
Suddenly, there was a feeling of returning to years past, but regretfully, almost everyone familiar in memory was already dead.
