"Molindi, I can understand that being imprisoned here so long has made your thoughts run wild to this extent. But you have truly betrayed the High Priest's generosity and mercy toward you."
"Daan, remember what I told you today. I think it won't be long before you notice it yourself. I hope that when that day really comes, you won't regret it."
"Regret? Regret what?"
Daan reached up and gently patted the emblem on his breastplate.
"Even if the gods return, even if Our Church has no deity behind it, even if we face retaliation from the entire Church World, even if those Chief Gods whose stories I once heard descend before me,
"I, and the Knight Order I command, will still have the courage to draw our swords and charge.
"That was the oath I swore the day I entered the Knight Order, and the scene every generation of our knights has always yearned for."
"I don't want the Church to be destroyed. I don't want us to meet the same end as Light. Still less do I want the believers loyal to Order, and those true devotees sleeping eternally in the First Knight Order, to make pale, futile sacrifices.
"Tragic, heroic stories do resonate easily with people, but no one wants such a story to happen to them.
"We... could have come through safely. No, we could have had nothing to worry about at all.
"The God of Order we believe in had already dominated the divine realm by the end of the previous era. As long as he returns, our Order God Church and the Order Rules we uphold will surely be established as the true standard in this epoch, the next, and even many, many epochs to come, evolving into unquestionable truth.
"Daan, I, Molindi, am