Shar turned to look at the glittering Great Peacock, then smiled at Russell. "There's no need to worry that Lathander won't be able to help you just because he acts so foolishly.
For clever people, not asking Lathander for help is the safest choice.
He doesn't even need to want to destroy the world. Give him a little too much affection, and the world will blow itself up."
Russell drew a quiet breath and looked toward his silent teacher... How was he supposed to respond to that?
Would saying nothing be acceptable?
"Um..." Hill suddenly realized that taking students was not entirely a good thing... He was no longer someone who could play the child and act spoiled.
Fortunately, the ones here were Shar and Lathander.
As long as Selûne was not around, neither of them was particularly difficult to deal with.
After all, in Shar and Lathander's eyes, Hill's feelings deserved respect. If there were things he did not wish to participate in, then he did not have to.
But Selûne respected no one, and she certainly would not consider whether Hill could handle her troublesome remarks. Not only would she blurt things out however she pleased, she would directly ask Hill for his opinion... Who would want to give her advice?
So Hill remained fairly calm. "Russell, take Carpenter over to greet Lathander.
Then come back.
Don't worry. Lathander won't come to this world again in the future."
Teacher... Russell felt a trace of bitterness creep into his smile... Did you realize that what you said was practically agreeing with the Dark Night Goddess?
Wasn't that the same as saying that if the Dawn Lord cared too much about their world, then... the result would still be destruction?
Russell swiftly recalled the old stories Liszt had told him.