Even with his preconceptions, Hill still had to expend considerable effort before he could make out the problem.
That beautiful woman in men's clothing had been causing trouble for everyone else.
She had spared no one, stirring up a little chaos for each of them.
It was very much Selûne's style, yet she had clearly graded those little troubles by severity.
She had probably retaliated according to the degree to which each person had offended her.
That proved that although she was a little crazy, hers was a rational, logical sort of madness... Though she took revenge on everyone, she had not attacked without reason.
The others could not see as clearly as Hill because they had no way to tell how much trouble those tiny movements would cause the owners of those spell threads.
Hill had never initially believed she was the true rebel; he had simply been misled by her chaotic way of operating.
After all, before hearing Ao's detailed explanation, he truly could not believe that these Order Gods would do something so undignified simply out of boredom.
Yes, undignified.
The greatest effect all her little tricks could achieve was making certain Order Gods break out in bruises and spurt blood when Asmodeus successfully breached the formation.
What did that amount to for Order Gods living within positive energy?
A little injury, a little loss of face... Compared to the major incident of an Order God following Asmodeus away, even the injured parties themselves probably would not care about such trivial matters.
The other lady's methods were somewhat similar to hers.
More importantly, compared to that beautiful woman in men's clothing, this elegantly dressed Order Goddess with a classically beautiful appearance was clearly on fairly good terms with those male Gods.
Hill understood that smiling faces could