"Big... Brother?"
"Hey, little girl. You're awake."
Ye Qiyan came over to the little girl and nodded as he looked at her body, which was still weak but now completely out of danger of dying.
"Looks like you've recovered pretty well. So? Now that you've summoned a Demon, there's no turning back~ Any regrets? Those people all died because of you~"
Once again, he did a Demon's work.
The little girl pressed her lips together, stood up, and bowed deeply toward Ye Qiyan again.
"Big Brother, I don't regret it. You're our Hero, our Demon King. Those people... those people deserved to die!"
Hatred, anger, murderous intent, sorrow, pain...
These emotions were displayed to their fullest in a little girl of only fourteen or fifteen.
In a peaceful world, a girl her age could never have possessed such complicated emotions.
But here, in a country that had been enslaved for hundreds of years and whose people had been declared Sinners by birth, was a girl whose body and mind had not been completely enslaved.
Ye Qiyan had used the power of Pride to observe the other people in this country.
Hmm...
How should he put it?
Many of them sincerely believed that, as Sinners, it was only natural for them to be killed.
Only a tiny minority still harbored the will to resist, like this girl.
That was enough.
It was precisely because this will to resist existed.
That was why Ye Qiyan, a Train Conductor, had come to this world.
If everyone in this world had long since forgotten how to resist, then even if she had picked up that bloodstained Train Coin, it still would not have brought a Train Conductor here.
She was unfortunate, but fortunate too.
Unfortunate to have been born in this world, and fortunate