As the saying went, it was easy to go from frugality to luxury, but hard to go from luxury back to frugality.
Cato Sicarius very much agreed with that saying, and once again felt the wisdom of Terra's ancients.
Their wisdom had been unbelievably ahead of its time. Whoever said those words had even accurately predicted how he would feel tens of thousands of years later, on an old-fashioned ship in another world.
Sicarius had to admit it.
After he had grown used to the new vessels fitted with Glyph Arrays and Mana Furnaces, returning to an old ship that creaked and groaned the moment it got moving was not exactly a pleasant experience.
But it could not really be called bad, either. At the very least, there were not too many religious decorations aboard this ship.
Honsou, the Warsmith of the Iron Warriors, raised his hand and made a gesture.
His calm face was still as an ancient well, yet the words he spoke gave them much to think about. This rather unusual discussion had already been going on for some time, and their topic had gradually moved to religion. It was unavoidable. There was no way around it.
"Of course I believe the Emperor will one day return again and lead us to victory, but I do not think treating him as a god is a good thing. Unfortunately, I cannot stop that tide. Besides, faith can indeed protect the minds and bodies of civilians to a certain extent."
After he said those words, a kind of worry appeared on his face. The Warsmith shook his head. "I do not know whether it is the same in your worlds, but... in most worlds within the Empire, people's fervor for religious scripture and faith far exceeds their desire to