These were indeed exceedingly sharp weapons.
And if the Church really intended to investigate him, they would certainly have a way to discern his nature as an Outer God. After all...
Every accusation the Lord of Crimson had made to smear him was true.
Mirror looked at the playful expression on his face, hesitated, and said:
"Master, is there anything you need us to do?"
"No."
Lin En smiled faintly.
"If they want to come after me, let them. The bigger the fuss, the better. I'd like to see what other tricks they have. And if I can use this opportunity to root out more of their agents hiding in Clockwork City... why wouldn't I?"
More importantly, this was actually an opportunity for him to further cement his identity as a Divine Chosen.
The louder his enemies' slander grew, the greater the eventual impact would be.
Because, you see...
He still had a miracle up his sleeve.
Heh.
Lin En then stopped paying attention to the situation in the real world and looked at Mirror, who had been diligently reporting to him.
Since he had shattered the porcelain covering her on the day he subdued her, she had almost completely recovered. The lustrous white porcelain on the surface of her body made her look even more exquisite. Perhaps this had always been a way of protecting herself. For ten years, she had used it to conceal her once-burned body, as well as the immense pain that fire had inflicted on her.
Lin En admired her face, propped his chin on his hand, and said:
"Come here."
Without hesitation, Mirror quietly walked over to him with the documents in her arms.
Although the porcelain prevented Lin En from seeing her expression, he could still discern something deeply hidden in her eyes,