But humans often imagined the gods they worshipped as having pure human forms.
The pinnacle of such imagination was "the Saint," the core of the Holy Church's faith!
Of course, before confirming it, Dark could not determine whether it was merely imagined or truly existed.
After all, the gods had fallen long ago.
In any case, as he pondered, he casually flipped to the next page, glanced at the table of contents marked only with chapter numbers, and continued flipping.
Soon after, he came upon a section titled The Beauty of Softness.
The illustration in the book depicted a graceful human figure carved from white wood.
The entire sculpture leaned back in a pose resembling the number 6, every detail of the human body rendered with exquisite clarity.
Dark was startled and hurriedly looked away.
It was not that he was embarrassed. He was simply worried. (Bliss +1)
But after looking away, he realized that this was not private time. Feeling somewhat awkward, he closed Vandy's Woodcarving Art.
Then he looked at Angelia beside him.
Her long bangs covered her forehead, making her seem rather understated.
But to Dark's surprise, she showed none of the bashful reaction one might expect from a girl. Instead, she seemed even more interested.
"So this is Vandy's work?"
Angelia blurted out.
"I never expected a performance artist to actually possess such profound carving skills! Do you want this book? If you don't—"
"I do," Dark said instinctively, surprised.
"Is that so?" Angelia seemed quite disappointed. "Then once you're done reading it, could you lend it to me? I can pay you a fee, like renting a book."
Dark went along with it. "No need for payment. You can borrow it once I'm finished."
Angelia immediately said, "All right, thank you!"
In the end, Dark