After listening to Mr. Hangman's analysis and realizing that he would not be in danger anytime soon, The Little Sun first sighed in relief, then asked nervously:
"Will this cause our City of Silver to be destroyed by The Creator?"
He had hoped Mr. Hangman would give him a reassuring answer, but instead heard him say in a low voice:
"That possibility cannot be ruled out."
The Little Sun's heart immediately leaped into his throat, but then Mr. Devil, who had remained silent all this time, finally shook his head.
"I don't think you need to worry about that in the short term."
"???"
It was not just The Little Sun. Nearly every Tarot Club member who knew True Creator's notorious name looked over in surprise. Sno, however, showed little reaction and said calmly:
"Although True Creator is a mad God, He is not an idiot. Every scheme He makes has a clear purpose. If He decides to destroy a city, a town, or a country, He must be able to gain something from it."
"As an evil god, He might not consider whether that gain is worth so many sacrifices, but there still has to be something. What could He gain from destroying the City of Silver? Some flesh and blood? Some souls? Or some Mysterious Items that are not particularly necessary to a God?"
"The reason True Creator, or organizations like the Aurora Society and the Iron and Blood Cross Order, conduct all sorts of dangerous rituals in the outside world, even affecting entire towns, is to allow True Creator to descend."
"Conversely, if True Creator's sanctuary is in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, then destroying you would naturally be meaningless."
"Of course, not being destroyed does not mean there is no danger. After all, that God