He thought of an earlier piece of information: the faith Firina was promoting in Lorand City was quite unique.
Is this uniqueness the Rose Canon?
In the face of the law, everyone is equal. In a fantasy world, wanting to restrain the divine spirits?
Indeed, it's unique enough.
This isn't an easy path to tread.
Lear couldn't help but feel that this dazzling flower of the Northern Territory was always so unexpected.
Back then, above Lorand City, in the Broken God of Combat's arena, shattering the Beastman God's image was one thing; planning to hunt the Beastman God was another. Now, it's even more exaggerated.
With her intelligence and wit, ascending to godhood would be effortless for her. Naturally, she is aware of the consequences of doing so, yet she remains undeterred.
One cannot help but hold her in high regard.
Perhaps, that's the most charming aspect of that Northern flower.
Continuing to look at the third piece of information—
