In this world, pursuing knowledge and attempting to study technology were exceptionally dangerous endeavors.
Moth Chasing Flame had no interest in overturning the world. They merely yearned for knowledge, yet had become the most dangerous and terrifying cultists on the continent.
Not only could knowledge bring Pollution and madness, but Cognitive Interference also lay in wait. One careless mistake could bring destruction upon an entire territory.
If conducting research on Blue Star was like advancing through the night while holding a torch, then in this world, it was like a blindfolded person feeling their way forward, with sheer cliffs on both sides. One slight lapse, and everything would be over.
But even so, should they simply remain where they were and never take another step forward?
To be honest, Theus was somewhat disappointed in this world.
He had descended several times and visited many places. Everywhere he looked, civilizations were merely going in circles, even regarding progress itself as something dangerous and insane.
Even the members of Moth Chasing Flame believed that they truly were cultists, that what they did was "wrong."
Theus had no intention of judging them. After all, surviving in this terrible world was indeed difficult. It was simply... disappointing.
And the Prince was the most promising person he had ever encountered.
He was cunning, treacherous, ruthless, and regarded human lives as worthless. He possessed few lofty ideals and was a staunch feudalism advocate, but he was not cowardly.
He had the courage to explore and pursue. He did not mind failure, nor was he afraid of falling into the mud.
He might not be Castel's friend, but Theus still hoped there would be more people like him.
A world of stagnant waters was rather boring.
Providing weapons to Blood Port still required careful consideration, but Theus