"It looked like they were selling quite well. I wondered what the Sword of the Last Light would think after reading them."
Shen Fei had rarely visited the stall selling the books he had published about Khaenri'ah. After roughly checking the numbers, he nodded in satisfaction. At the same time, he was curious what Dainsleif would think upon seeing these books. From the conversations of people who had read them, it was clear that they held no fondness for Khaenri'ah. It was only because Khaenri'ah had already perished; if it had not, perhaps the seven nations would one day have joined forces to crusade against it.
"Next are Sumeru, Fontaine, and Natlan. I need to finish those three books as soon as possible. Right, and then there's Snezhnaya and Nodrekai."
The strong sales of the three books made Shen Fei decide to speed things up and write about the disasters suffered by the other nations during the Khaenri'ah catastrophe.
"You really showed Khaenri'ah no mercy," Lumine suddenly said.
"I didn't falsely accuse them. I may have embellished certain aspects, but I didn't alter the casualty figures at all. Every number was specially verified."
Shen Fei never held back when embellishment was called for, just as he had embellished plenty of things in the pirate world. But when it was not called for, he would never fabricate anything. He could pin any accusation he wanted on the Celestial Dragons; they did not care in the slightest.
Khaenri'ah was different, especially when dealing with someone like Dainsleif. Fabrication would only earn Shen Fei's ridicule. Only completely truthful, unaltered data could serve as the greatest weapon against Dainsleif's beliefs. Didn't he keep saying the gods had destroyed Khaenri'ah? Then let the world see who had truly destroyed Khaenri'ah. The people of Khaenri'ah had