Only after hearing Talaya's words did Greg realize just how rotten the Church of Light had become inside. No wonder Sylvia held so little affection for it despite being its Candidate Saintess.
Greg did not interrupt Talaya, simply waiting quietly for her to continue. He was curious about how someone like her had ended up joining the Night Church.
"As for why I joined the Night Church, it was because they found me when I was at my most desperate."
"A lady who called herself the 'Gospel-Spreading Night Raven' didn't preach any grand principles to me or promise me wealth and glory. She simply told me, 'I understand what you've been through. Your talents shouldn't be used by people who don't appreciate you. If you're willing, we can give you a new home.'"
At this point, Talaya's tone softened a little.
"After joining the Church, I realized there really were people in this world who would treat you well without asking for anything in return. No one there looks down on you for your humble origins or abandons you because you're no longer useful. They teach you, help you grow stronger, and lend you a hand when you're in trouble. They're nothing like those hypocrites in the Church of Light!"
"So that's-"
Greg had been listening with keen interest, but a sudden tug sent him flying backward.
Talaya, completely oblivious to the commotion behind her, continued:
"And Lady Night Raven also told me that as long as I kept doing my best to live, one day I would be able to seek justice for my late mother with my own hands! Those words were what gave me the strength to keep living!"
She raised her head, an unmistakable warning in her voice:
"So if you try to do anything that