The entire demigod council chamber, and indeed every citizen watching the livestream through the Myrial Network, was ashamed beyond measure.
They opened their mouths, yet not a word came out.
Who could rightfully claim that they deserved protection?
After all, aside from their immense power, the Chrysos Heirs themselves were each favored by heaven.
Lady Aglaea was also known as [Goldweave], and her achievements in fashion design and artistic aesthetics were far beyond anything others could hope to match.
Before the Chrysos Heirs, few could be called talented.
So the strong gave unilaterally, while the vile weaklings stood there, utterly ungrateful...
The citizens fell into self-doubt, nearly weeping with guilt, but Hua Yi suddenly changed his tone.
His stern expression softened into a warm smile, enough to nourish every heart and grant people an indescribable strength.
"I think it is worth it. You deserve to be protected."
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"Because when the frenzied soldiers of [Strife] attacked the city, you were afraid and helpless, yet you did not take advantage of the chaos to loot property. Instead, parents protected their children, while the young and strong helped the elderly and weak."
The crowd fell silent, only looking helplessly at Hua Yi.
Like Small Animals yearning for care.
"Because when Aglaea announced Clynes's crimes and revealed the truth, you were furious as well. You could distinguish right from wrong. Even at the end of the world, the scales in your hearts had not broken."
Hua Yi smiled as he soothed the people's hearts.
"My expectations were too high. You had clearly already shown your shining qualities, yet I still hoped that the already remarkable public would open their eyes wider—to observe, to think, and to do even better. That seems rather excessive, doesn't it?"
"M-My lord!"
"Waaah... You did nothing wrong. It