Chapter 38
How could the situation have become so tangled? No, in truth, this was a problem that wouldn’t have occurred if he had known her a bit better. And yet she was a woman he had once taken a liking to – now that he thought about it, there was so much he didn’t know about Liv.
In the past, he had thought Liv was strange for having standards different from others’. But looking back, that was only natural for her. Liv had been imprisoned in the worst prison, Abgrund, since her birth. If not for the gods who loved her, she might have truly gone insane.
It must have been difficult for her to learn language, to move her body like others, and above all, to interact with people. She must have found humans unfamiliar.
Yet at the same time, she must have liked humans...
“The Fake Saintess.”
Recalling that title attached to Liv, he could only feel more pity for her.
Liv was truly bearing the gods’ love alone for the sake of the entire world.
And yet people had arbitrarily called her a Saintess, only to then strip her of that position.
The very humans Liv had been so curious about – the first she encountered treated her with hatred and derision, shattering her expectations. How deeply wounded Liv must have felt as her hopes were crushed.
After remaining motionless for a while, overwhelmed, he finally went and sat beside Liv, who was fidgeting with her hands alone.
“Is there an order for adding? It doesn’t matter? Aha, so like this...”
It seemed Liv was learning arithmetic from the gods. She moved her fingers this way and that, then nodded as if realizing something. However, the vibrancy from before was still absent from her face.