"Book of Sacred Decrees" Report

A carriage had been waiting at the entrance for some time.

Sebas watched several gaunt human slaves carefully load the packed magic items into the carriage.

Numb.

Blank.

Lifeless.

That was Sebas's impression of the humans in the Minotaur Nation. They were completely different from the humans in the northwestern corner of the continent.

Though they were clearly the same species, they felt like entirely different races. Sebas naturally understood why. Even if the humans in the northwestern corner of the continent were weak, they still possessed the will to live. The humans of the Minotaur Nation, however, were like spineless mollusks.

—More precisely, they were merely living goods.

The humans here had not only shackled themselves in will and understanding, but had completely enslaved their own horizons as well.

Sebas thought of the ranch Demiurge had built in the Council State. He had never been there, and he felt deeply repulsed by it.

Yet now, he instinctively connected the humans here with that ranch in the Council State.

That was right.

They were livestock being raised.

Once the purchased goods had been loaded into the back of the carriage,

Sebas boarded the carriage expressionlessly. Raising a finger and pretending to be accustomed to this, he lightly tapped on the carriage wall.

Two Orcs and human slaves began driving the carriage back along the street.

This carriage had been specially hired. It was not the one previously pulled by Golem horses, since using a Golem to pull a carriage would draw far too much attention.

Keeping a low profile in an unfamiliar environment could avoid quite a few problems.

In that regard,

Sebas had some experience, just as when he had infiltrated the Kingdom to gather intelligence. That was also why Lord Ainz had sent him.

"Sunlight Scripture?"

Sitting inside