Wouldn't a private chat be enough?
Director Kayneth from Moral and Legal Education was still watching from nearby.
"This isn't something worth keeping secret. It's merely a method used by Memokeepers. In order to preserve the purity of memories, sometimes we need to take some... necessary measures." Black Swan shook her head, her expression still elegant and composed.
After hearing Black Swan's words, Kayneth nodded in agreement.
It was like how magicians would designate users for sealing in order to preserve certain Magic Skills that might otherwise be lost.
That was perfectly reasonable.
Just like Wife Cakes didn't contain wives, directors of Moral and Legal Education didn't have morals.
But at least among magicians, they still counted as people—perhaps even saints.
"...You Memokeepers are the shrewdest bunch. Whenever you encounter someone with precious memories, you peek into their memories, then insist it's for the rebirth of the universe. And you're especially ruthless toward your own people."
"You used to dress it up with talk about opposing factions, Memory Thieves, Cremators, and whatnot. But now? You're not even pretending anymore. You're planning to use a Miracle Card to forcibly drug someone into changing their personality, aren't you?" Silver Wolf rolled her eyes dramatically, planting her hands on her hips as she complained.
Of course, complaints aside, Silver Wolf still understood.
If Silver Wolf had a Master Ball and arrived on a new planet, then spotted a rare creature glowing gold from head to toe with nothing but question marks on its data panel, she would also try to catch it without hesitation.
That was a player's instinct.
"How can dealing with Memory Thieves and Cremators be called forceful? It's called 'correction.' It's called 'returning to the proper path.'" Black Swan chuckled and shook her head.
"And besides... Chen Li agreed to