A wise ruler's demands, if imposed on an ordinary person, could wring them dry. But for a Sequence Zero, it was another matter.
Things ordinary people could hardly accomplish even by rising early and sleeping late could be achieved by a Sequence Zero with a wave of their hand.
For a mortal king to ensure that his orders were carried out, he needed a loyal court and had to balance the interests and needs of every side. A Sequence Zero did not need to consider so much.
Within a church, the purity of one's faith—that was, loyalty itself—was the more important criterion for selection.
Bargaining with a god?
You must have eaten too many red beans!
When one's very self was authority and one's very self was violence, if a Sequence Zero could not even meet that requirement, it could only mean that the Sequence Zero did not know how to read the question.
In other words, they did not understand the meaning of the phrase "moral bottom line."
Then it was the Sequence Zero herself who had eaten too many red beans.
Bethel sighed. Amanises and Lilith fell silent for a while. Having received confirmation from Delasion and Seka, they knew there was no changing this matter.
If only they had waited and watched a little longer back then. Freely preaching and gathering faith might not have provided such stable guarantees, but at least it would not have been so exhausting!
However, as had been said during the meeting, once territories had been chosen, they could not be changed unless they replaced the Sequence Zero outright.
At the same time, they gained a clearer understanding of the standards expected of future territories. If this was all it took, they only needed to pass down Divine Revelations and inspect their