"Absolutely not!"
Artemis's declaration turned the atmosphere in the divine hall perilous.
Many people looked at one another, wanting to say something yet unable to utter a word. They could only stand where they were, scarcely daring to breathe.
Even Lidas, Anima, and Nadula had their brows tightly furrowed, looking troubled and conflicted.
Clearly, they found it difficult to accept such a thing as well.
Shien did not deny any of it.
Because, to a certain extent, Artemis and the others were right to feel that way.
The Demon Lord was indeed pitiful and deserving of sympathy.
But everything she had done was equally real.
Those were unforgivable sins.
Those were deeds that could not be erased.
To the world and its people, that pitiful Demon Lord was evil.
No matter what, that could not be denied.
And Shien was not from this world. He had never endured the suffering of those tens of thousands of years of war, nor witnessed the countless tragedies and devastated lives. He had no right to tell others to forget that past.
In his previous life, similar issues had always existed.
Because of a past war, two countries separated by an ocean had hated and viewed each other as enemies for many years. Even after entering an era of peace and declaring the war over, the pain and humiliation brought by that war still remained upon that ravaged land.
Many people believed that since the war had ended and passed, and peace had arrived, continuing to pursue matters of the past was perhaps too inappropriate.
But that argument was actually wrong.
Even if peace had descended, the war had ended, and the two countries could reconcile, that did not mean the pain of the past could simply be overlooked.
If one was not involved,