What Kind of Person He Was

Eastern Kingdoms, Stormwind City.

This international metropolis was as bustling as ever, unbearably loud and noisy.

Vehicles and carriages flowed through the streets. Nobles rode lavishly decorated carriages toward the Noble District or Cathedral Square.

Commoners drove various models of Mechanical Roadhog Motorcycle, while adventurers rode their strange and varied mounts, together forming Stormwind City's magnificent torrent of traffic.

Two mysterious figures in long robes, their features hidden beneath their hoods, strolled along the crowded sidewalk, stopping now and then to look around.

"I do not expect you to understand my thoughts right away, Argus. Nor do I want to sit there and give you a dull, dry explanation. I want you to see with your own eyes and observe whether this world is good or bad, whether it has truly fallen into corruption."

Argus nodded, studying Stormwind City's prosperous and crowded streets as he walked, streets brimming with vitality and life.

To Argus, the civilization of mortal races was incredibly primitive and inferior. A civilization built by flesh-and-blood creatures was, above all else, a breeding ground for depravity, chaos, and disorder.

"Catch."

Boss Hu strode out of a fruit shop and tossed an apple in his hand to Argus.

"I like this shop's apples. They grow them in their own orchards in Elwynn Forest—completely natural, no additives. Hmm... this retired adventurer couple has finally come through hardship into happiness."

As he spoke, Boss Hu took a bite from his own apple, then gestured for Argus to take a bite as well.

"Not bad, right? This is what I especially like about flesh-and-blood creatures: they never stop pursuing a better quality of life. Greed is the greatest driving force behind progress. Without the Seven Deadly Sins, flesh-and-blood creatures would have no development or advancement."

"As for the owners of this