Don't Want to Eat? Then None of You Will Eat

"...your only friend."

Aleister repeated Pengbo Naqi's words.

She held up her wineglass, her slender fingers gliding lightly along its side.

She wanted to laugh a little. "So you killed your friend's descendants, took his Queen and children... and his country?"

Although Aleister had never encountered Queen Louise or the current Valentine VIII outside the Promotion Ritual, she understood the Child of the Moon... or rather, she understood the personalities of all Transcendents on the Path of Love. Aleister could easily guess what they had all gone through.

If this world's Promotion Rituals had a statistical database, Aleister could be certain... among the Path of Rejection's options in the Full Moon Ritual, the Path of Love's total ban rate would definitely rank in the top three.

The first would previously have been the Path of Adaptation. After all, it was infamous for running away at the first sign of trouble.

If you aren't afraid of dying, why become an Adaptation bearer? And once one placed one's own survival above everything else, one naturally wouldn't be a good teammate.

Now that the Lord of Scales and Feathers had obtained the Warrior Profession and, with the support of the Pillar God's power, converted a large number of Transcendents—those who originally belonged to other paths but whose ideals lay in disputed areas overlapping with different paths—into Adaptation bearers, the ideals of the Path of Adaptation had changed from "barely surviving" to actively "fighting for living space." Its reputation should improve considerably as well.

In terms of how unwelcome it was to the other paths, the current Path of Love should at least be strong enough to secure second place and contend for first. "That's because they chose the wrong path."

There was no hesitation on Pengbo Naqi's face. "First, it was not I