Forcing Saintess Your Highness

"Then let's talk about something practical. The Jews had believed in God for so many years—where was their country? Where were their people?"

Their nation had repeatedly fallen and become a vassal, while the people had been displaced and forced to live under others' roofs.

The facts flashed through Martha's mind. Her cherry lips pressed tightly together as she stubbornly retorted.

"This is the Lord's test for us, because the Descendants of Abraham lost their devotion to the Lord."

"The Exodus was a test, heading to Canaan was a test, building the First Temple was a test, and the Jews being conquered by Assyria was a test. So your Lord was really bored, huh? Testing you with thousands upon thousands of lives at every turn? And didn't you say your Lord was merciful?"

Samael sneered as he questioned her, his face full of mockery.

"The Lord is merciful, but humanity bears original sin and must endure hardship to attain redemption."

Martha answered without hesitation, another standard textbook response.

"Since you said your Lord created everything in the world, then theoretically, evil was created by him too. So shouldn't the culprit bear responsibility for humanity's sins? Why hadn't he come out to take the blame? Why had no one punished him?"

"..."

As a professional scapegoat, Samael retorted irritably. His blasphemous words made Martha glare at him furiously, yet left her speechless.

"If your Lord is merciful, then why did Genesis, Chapter 11 of the Old Testament, mention that after humanity experienced the Great Flood, they united to build the Tower of Babel in hopes of reaching Heaven and pursuing eternal happiness, only to be stopped by God?

If your Lord is just, then why were some people poor while others were wealthy? Why did some live long lives while others