"So-called darkness is merely a lack of brightness, an insufficiency of light;
So-called evil is merely the abandonment of kindness, the coldness of the human heart;
Therefore, God did not create darkness or evil. It is simply that some people lack light in their hearts and reject the warmth and kindness God spreads."
As the lazy voice by her ear delivered this flawless answer, Joan of Arc could not help but fall into shock. She stared blankly at the demon beside her for a long while, a complicated emotion gradually rising in her eyes.
Looking at the somewhat dazed Maid of Orléans, Samael sighed and raised a book he had somehow pulled out, his gaze filled with pity as he spoke earnestly.
"Child, you should read more books. It'll do you good."
She had been looked down on...
A saint beloved by the people had actually been looked down on by a demon!
Was there no law? No justice?!
Joan of Arc was so choked with anger that she froze in place. Her pretty face flushed bright red, and she nearly suffered internal injuries from holding it in.
But then again, she was a dignified saintess, yet her understanding of the Bible was inferior to that of a demon who constantly slandered the Lord. It was simply too shameful.
That fellow was right. She truly needed to seriously examine the sincerity of her faith. At the very least, she ought to improve her understanding of the scriptures.
Having quickly adjusted her attitude, Joan of Arc took several deep breaths, suppressed her distracting thoughts, and turned toward the book in the demon's hand, unconsciously leaning a little closer.
"You want to read it?"
The sharp-sensed demon closed the book and turned with a smile toward the Saintess Your Highness, who had