Chapter 129: The Isolated Village (3)
“What...?” Naflas’s voice quivered. He hadn’t expected such a response from Ketal. “Is that your only reason?”
“I don’t have any other, really,” Ketal replied.
In truth, Ketal simply wanted to see some genuine bandits from a fantasy world, but he couldn’t admit that out loud.
“I see...” Naflas’s eyes trembled. Ketal’s words about not needing a reason to save another resonated with him.
Even the legends of Kalosia, which Naflas himself had proudly shared, spoke of how the god had aided a child thief for no apparent reason. If even such a great deity didn’t weigh the costs and benefits before lending a hand, he believed human beings had no right to decide who was worthy of rescue.
“Uh...” Naflas’s voice caught in his throat as a kind of realization swept over him. No one actually needs a reason to save someone else. You do it simply because you’re moved to act.
In that moment, he felt as though he had reached a higher level of understanding. His body remained unchanged, but the divine energy within him grew subtler and more refined.
Breathing a slow sigh, Naflas fixed Ketal with a newly composed gaze and said, “Thank you. You’ve broadened my narrow perspective.”
“Is that so?” Ketal replied casually, feeling slightly bewildered inside. What just happened?
Ketal just repeated a cliché line he had learned back on Earth, and Naflas seemed profoundly moved.
Since Naflas seemed happy, Ketal decided not to overthink it.
Naflas looked upon Ketal with warm eyes and thought, So this is what Hayes meant by his alien sense of values.