"Did you two have a battle or something?"
"No, but it was heading that way. This kid's talented. It'd be a real shame for her to be the Saintess of the Snow Mountain."
Emperor truly lived up to his name. With his vast experience, he recognized Pramanix's origins at a glance.
But Emperor did not care about that at all.
He was more concerned about something else. Staring at Hoshino, he asked, "That bell's color... they might see it as a serious provocation. Didn't you get any warnings or anything when you painted it on her?"
"No."
Hoshino shook her head, leaving Emperor thoroughly puzzled.
She really didn't seem like a god.
Still, after so many years, it was not strange for one or two especially laid-back deities to appear among the gods.
Emperor had lived a long time and seen everything. He was only surprised for a moment.
"But people from Kjerag will come sooner or later. Being a rapper alone won't be enough to keep her safe." Emperor rarely offered warnings. "Whenever religion gets involved, be prepared for them to sink their teeth in and never let go. Their hatred for heresy needs no reason."
"I know what I'm doing."
Hoshino answered calmly.
She had long since made preparations and had even prepared a nested identity for Pramanix. Pramanix really was going to debut, but it would not be a simple debut. She would debut under the identity of [Saintess], creating the sort of effect where the truth hid in plain sight.
Just imagine it. If a believer came to Lungmen and heard of a rapper debuting under the name Saintess, what would their first reaction be?
Mockery.
Their identity as believers would make them instinctively doubt the truth of such a claim.
They would never believe she