"Moneta's wonderland isn't an excuse for you to run away, Paris."
The Heavenly Condemnation Hunters watched him in silence.
"Living in the illusion of Romance is a struggle with oneself."
"The reality of Amphoreus tells us that Arcadia doesn't exist at all."
"Otherwise, at the very least, the citizens of Okhema should have taken shelter there by now."
Some time later.
The Heavenly Condemnation Hunters gradually grew accustomed to their new life. Although the area outside Okhema City had fallen into chaos, life within the city remained relatively peaceful.
The noncombatants simply muddled through.
An individual's value didn't have to be reflected on the battlefield. Logistics were equally important.
"Hmph. I thought you'd become a citizen of Okhema, but it seems I still can't place much hope in you!"
The guard captain came to the Earth Beast Workshop and berated the Heavenly Condemnation Hunters:
"You've earned Okhema's trust. As a natural-born machine of Strife, you should be taking the battlefield with us!"
"But I no longer wish to fight."
The Heavenly Condemnation Hunters gently shook their head.
"Besides, my appearance is no different from that of the other followers. If I'm accidentally hit, it'll be troublesome."
"What are you talking about?" The guard captain asked in surprise.
"As a child of Strife, are you afraid of death?"
"Aren't all Xuan Feng people supposed to be Death-Born Life?"
"That was who I was in the past." The Heavenly Condemnation Hunters replied indifferently:
"As a member of the logistical staff, I've already provided the citizens of Okhema with plenty of value. That should be enough."
"But the situation is far from optimistic." The guard captain was extremely anxious.
"This is a moment of life or death for the Holy City. Sabini, Adian, Oliveranca... One by one, Okhema's vassal states have been