Gwen felt utterly refreshed, and her mood was especially bright.
With illness and pain far from her, she felt even happier.
Gwen briefly studied the last two strands of holy power Father had left behind, then immediately tossed them aside in disgust.
"Klein and Fissman actually came up with a way to obtain holy power." Gwen was fair in reward and punishment and did not deny their contribution, but she still looked down on it. "This method can be recorded, but it carries too many hidden dangers. It can only produce Slaughter Holy Power, though with luck it may produce some of other attributes. Worse, it can easily be influenced by the power of resentment."
Gwen had no use for this path herself, and she would not allow even her subordinates to take it.
It was destined for the wild, unorthodox sort, like the necessary sidekicks and villains. Otherwise, where would devout faith come from?
With that thought, Gwen stirred her mind and selected Klein and Fissman from among the connections of faith.
For the past few days, both men had been excited and restless.
Even Fissman, who was under house arrest, was filled with hope for the future.
Klein was even more certain. Since Lady Gwen was not receiving visitors, she must have been digesting the gains from this time.
As long as there were results, the pressure they bore would have been worthwhile.
Of course, restlessness was unavoidable.
The more it was like this, the harder it was to stop their thoughts from running wild.
Until Gwen pulled them both into a mental illusion.
Klein and Fissman met first. The moment they saw each other, both were overwhelmed with surprise and delight.
Before they could speak, Gwen's voice reached them. "This time, your merits and faults cancel each