Strictly speaking, Oshtur was no fair and just goddess. The primary concept she upheld was "Order"—and it was the set of Order she had laid down herself.
Anyone who refused to play by her "rules of the martial world" would be beaten until they obeyed.
But the birdfolk had been created when she was wearing the Ma'at persona, so even now, these birdfolk still followed the settings established back then and upheld the ideals of fairness and justice.
Saraswati was proof enough. She was very powerful, yet the way she spoke showed that she was extremely friendly toward ordinary humans, because she had always regarded people as beings equal to herself.
The other birdfolk were no exception. Aside from their absolute loyalty to Oshtur, all they had left was their pursuit of fairness and justice.
"That should be about enough. Have this muscle-bound brute ask Finandel to lead the way and take part of the army to have a look at the Angel Imperial Palace."
Seeing this, Su Ming rose to his feet and rolled his shoulders a little. With Strangle's help, he transformed into an Angel as well. However, he had modeled himself after the Angels on DC's side, so beneath that handsome appearance was a hint of darkness and madness.
"Although I'm ninety percent certain that the Angel Queen and Malekith aren't in the palace, I'll still go along."
"Sure. I've already given the order. My people know you're the new Sorcerer Supreme, and they'll obey all your commands as if they were mine." Saraswati nodded with a smile. Having finished her insect juice, she was in a very good mood.
Honestly, she had never expected to taste insect flavor from over ten thousand years ago today. She was thoroughly enjoying the nostalgia.
"Look after my woman for