Chapter 699: Miracle (2)
The god named Armadi seemed like the very embodiment of the word "goodness."
If she says something is true, everyone will believe it as truth.
If she tells someone to believe in something, they will trust it.
If she commands something to be done, everyone will follow her words.
The absolute trust emanating from her very existence.
No matter what happens, it feels as though everything will go smoothly if you just trust her, and this is what shows why Armadi is a god and why the people of this world worship her.
If I had seen her for the first time, I would have probably admired her and stood before her willingly.
However, this was not the first time I had met Armadi.
To be precise, Lucy Allen had seen Armadi's appearance before.
The long red hair that flowed down to her waist.
Her squinted eyes that gave off an aura of calmness and wisdom.
The smile that suited her soft lips.