Chapter 220.2
One day, she was suddenly asked to protect them as a [saint], and at first, the people in the temple looked at her with suspicion, but once they saw her, they lost their doubts and now believed her to be a real saint.
The Crown Prince Ervan too. Although he had heard less favorable rumors about her than the princess, when he actually met her, he found that she was a brilliant prince who was the “ideal” for the people of the country.
The “charm” of a saint and the “ideals” of royalty. They believed in it in their own will that it was the omen of a “dream.
Therefore, as decent human beings, they would have hesitated to kill an underage girl, even if she was a person who was enchanted by a demon. They would have at least scowled.
But the moment they saw Carla, the moment they saw Ervan’s figure and heard his voice, they felt a sense of elation that affirmed everything, and they seriously swung their spears at Carla, who was still a pre-adult girl, as if it was natural to kill her.
If the opponent had been an ordinary human being, that would have been the end of it. The temple knights thought so, too.
Whether noble or commoner, anyone living in this country knows that there is no point in defying the framework of the state. If they resist, only destruction awaits them. Even if you are enchanted by the devil, if you are a human being… Unless you are a madman who is hostile to the state, common sense tells you that you will not resist in vain… I thought to myself.
“–{Acid Cloud}–“
“…gaaaah!”
At that moment, a mist swirled around Carla, and several knights who ran into it were burned by the acid all over their bodies, and collapsed, emitting a strange odor.