Stray

The unpleasant gaze of scrutiny finally moved away from Nemo. He thought he had probably escaped this catastrophe. The loud voices in the restaurant finally suppressed his frenzied heartbeat. Nemo let go of his hand. The hem of his robe was wrinkled by his grip. Now that the crisis had passed, he hesitated for a few seconds before cautiously picking up on the cup in front of him and adjusted his posture by drinking.

Then he listened generously.

The only thing Nemo had confidence in was the quantity of knowledge he possessed. However, he was quite picky about which books to read, so he didn’t bother with eccentric professional books or vague books on demons and monsters. However, he had always been full of interest in things like historical biographies.

He knew very well that there was no country or race on this continent that didn’t have faith. Atheists were as rare as superior demons that infiltrated the surface.

The elves had their forest god, Celestine. The dwarves loved Mansfield, the god of fire. Even the dragons had their own dragon god, Dimitrios. These were just the few representative ones. In fact, there were often multiple religions within each race. The most typical were humans, with Laddism having the absolute advantage in terms of numbers of believers and spread, but there were still all kinds of smaller religion that existed, and new sects continue to emerge in an endless stream. Besides demons and monsters, basically every intelligent creature had the opportunity to come into contact with more than three missionaries from different religions.

In this environment, except for individual extreme sect, it wasn’t impossible to change beliefs. Although it would make some people unhappy, it wouldn’t be considered “apostasy”. “Apostasy” referred to specifically to a certain crime, a very serious crime.

It meant that the sinner had not only turned his back on his faith, but he even betrayed everything on the surface, and it wasn’t a crime that any believer could just commit. It only applied to high-ranking religious figures who are found colluding with demons. If, as Ann said, that person was a former Knight of Judgement who had rebelled, then this joke would be a little too much.

Judging from the fanaticism of the Knights of Judgement, this kind of thing was tantamount to fire burning inside ice.

“To be honest, I don’t know the details.” Fenrir said. He shifted his target and began to glare at Oliver sitting next to Nemo. “Few people are willing to talk about this matter. After all, no matter what the reason is, the loss of power of a Chief Justice in the Knights of Judgement is an incredible scandal.”