Chapter 163: The Promise
“Haa...”
Hestia looked down at the Paladin Commander collapsed on the floor and let out a deep sigh, shaking her head.
“...I really didn’t want to resort to such a brute-force method.”
The man lying unconscious was none other than the Commander of the Paladins—the very shield of the Holy Theocracy, whose body was resistant not only to physical force, but also to most magic and curses.
But Paladins did have one ironic weakness: divine power.
Their immense defensive and regenerative capabilities stemmed from being constantly saturated in massive quantities of sacred energy. Against the usual enemies they faced, that wasn’t an issue.
However, if someone like Hestia, capable of wielding overwhelming divine force—enough to be called a “Saintess”—were to forcibly inject such power into a Paladin, the results would be catastrophic. Overload would set in almost immediately.
“He’s unconscious now, but... won’t this complicate things further?”
“...Ah, don’t worry about that.”
Whitney looked down in concern, but Hestia responded coolly.
“If you inject a Paladin with too much divine power, they experience memory loss.”
“...What?”