As everyone sank into thought over the Goddess Church and the Dark Moon War, Viska suddenly brought up something that seemed unrelated to the current topic. "Say, what do you think of Big Dumb?"
"Big Dumb?" I was briefly taken aback, then answered without much concern, "He's a pretty honest guy. Compared with the locals, he might have some kind of genetic mutation. He's a little rough around the edges, but I quite like his temperament."
"Is that all?" Viska's eyes shifted slightly, a sharp gleam flashing through those blood-red pupils. "I suddenly find him rather interesting."
I knew Viska was not the sort to make trouble for no reason... not the sort to speak carelessly... not the sort to randomly... Fine, she really was unreliable, but she probably would not say something unreliable right now. My heart tightened. "You don't think that big guy could be connected to some conspiracy, do you? Did you sense something related to a divine artifact on him?"
"Not a divine artifact. A detail," Viska reminded everyone. "Do you remember when we were playing billiards? He pierced the cue ball with a wooden stick in one go. Didn't that seem strange to you?"
I thought it was something serious. Hearing that, I shrugged. "He's just strong. Let Lin try it—forget billiards, she could poke a hole through the Earth with one finger. Big Dumb only needs one punch to kill a bear, so ruining a plastic ball is nothing."
"Simple brute strength can indeed accomplish many things," Viska said with an inscrutable smile, "but brute strength cannot achieve certain details. The billiard set Lin Xue brought was an ordinary Earth-made set. The cue was a thin wooden stick. If all you had was strength, could you make that blunt, thin stick pierce a hard,