Chapter 437: Proof of Existence (25)
0% That day, Senior Elsie seemed noticeably unsettled.
It happened to be the day right after my argument with the Saintess. With a heavy heart, I could only trudge along aimlessly.
In truth, there was nothing logically flawed in what the Saintess had said.
To endure a small sacrifice to prevent greater loss—I had outright rejected that. But the perspective of a mere swordsman and that of a politician responsible for the destiny of an entire nation were bound to differ.
My insistence that I’d somehow find another way was nothing but blind optimism.
Politicians had to make decisions based on cold reason. They couldn’t afford to rely solely on stubborn determination, as I did. Although I understood that clearly, I still couldn’t shake off this gloomy feeling.
Even so, I’d thought the Saintess would understand.
At the very least, I had hoped that she’d sympathize with my desire to save the children. But the burden she carried far surpassed anything I could imagine. I still couldn’t forget the vacant expression she’d worn.
Perhaps because the secret surrounding this orphanage held consequences of great magnitude.
While I deeply sympathized with the Saintess’s position, my heart was clouded by a growing sense of helplessness. If I couldn’t rely on her support within the Holy Nation, then whose help could I possibly seek?
Should I borrow the authority of the Imperial family?