"From a human perspective...?"
Lin Yan began pondering Black Rider again.
"Well... first of all, he was very lively. Just having him around could brighten people's moods. I think that was an extremely rare talent. More importantly, the way he lived was wonderful. That wonderfulness... right, it came from purity."
Whether in a good sense or a bad one, Black Rider existed with the purity of a child. He returned goodwill with goodwill and simply brushed aside malice. Once he set a goal, he ran straight toward it. Most importantly, whether something was "good" to Black Rider.
It was a dangerous way of living, one wrong step away from straying onto the wrong path. If Black Rider regarded evil as "good," then no matter how wicked the act, he would surely carry it out without hesitation.
"But Rider would never do that."
"Um, why... do you think that?"
"Because Rider fundamentally lacks the very concept of doing evil. Making Rider commit evil would be like..."
Lin Yan pointed at the coffee cup that was still half full.
"It would be like making him recognize this coffee cup as food. To Rider, evil is something that must be defeated, an error that must be corrected. The idea of committing evil himself simply did not exist in his mind from the start."
He was a miraculous existence, Lin Yan thought. That was precisely why Black Rider was such an outstanding Servant, and someone worthy of respect even as a person.
Of course, he would not deny that Black Rider was practically the embodiment of recklessness and foolhardiness combined.
"Th-then, what about as a woman?"
Hearing Ruler ask that question so nervously, Lin Yan immediately froze.
"As, as a woman...?"
Ruler looked fidgety, her expression distinctly awkward.
"Y-yes. Um, it might be a