Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 4)

Chapter 722: Round Table (1)

'Well, it is well-made.'

The exterior of the huge building was mysterious, and the interior wasn't any different.

The ceiling was tall and huge and designed in a style that I had never been seen anywhere on Earth. The large pillars were carved with angels, and the walls stood out due to the murals that seemed to be telling mythological stories.

The pictures that kept swaying seemed interesting, but that was where my appreciation of the place ended.

That was what religion was all about. Benignore's church and other denominations were no different.

Artworks that created overwhelming sights made humans feel like small creatures.

Such pieces silenced them and made them think again about the existence of the gods.

That was normal. The sunlight gleaming through stained glass, the magnificent hymns, the lofty religious symbols, and the divinity that emanated from them... I couldn't help but notice that everything was calculated.

They were civilized. They had similarities and differences to humans, but angels also had civilizations.

"Isn't that obvious?"

Demons might've also had civilizations... I thought the people who came to save the continent had that of course.

I expected that much, and I'd already done a few confirmations, yet I still found myself being reassured again.

They were rational. It was quite the sh*tty philosophy, but they thought that it was reasonable and that they moved for a cause.

They truly believed that what they were doing would help the continent, hence why they were sacrificing for it. They weren't moving simply for shallow pleasure and fun.

Of course, I couldn't confirm that there were no such people, but at least I'd been judged to be doing so. To what extent?

Externally, at least. Yeah, on the outside.

As I slowly walked with Dominions, they nodded and greeted each other.

I stretched my wings toward a space designed to move only when I flew, and I felt my body rising up a little awkwardly.

When the huge door opened, a golden round table came into view.

Not only the four Archangels but also others, who didn't seem stronger than them but were definitely important individuals, were present.

Dominions sat down. Thronus did the same, as I settled next to Dominions.

"I heard you called a meeting, Dominions."

"That's right."

'How was she so good at acting?'

If I didn't know the truth, I would've never dreamed she was Lee Jihye.

It was like watching a clone of Dominion's character, tone, and everything all the way down to her trivial behavior. It was so great that the others didn't feel at odds against her yet.

"That's right."

"It's been a long time since you called a meeting in person."

"I don't think it's been that long. Relatively recently..."

I felt someone looking at me even while she was talking. It wasn't the incompetent pigeon Thronus.

'It's Cherubim.'

He had long blue hair and was sitting quietly with a bandage wrapped around him. Cha Hee-ra seemed to have beaten him properly. Of course, I heard that Cha Hee-ra's body wasn't in good condition either, but...