"...Why, why are you all acting like this?"
Richard didn't understand at that moment. Perhaps it was because he was too intoxicated.
By the pleasure of authority and power.
In his mind, these people were ones who would nod and applaud when he spoke. They had done so until now, and it seemed they would continue to do so.
But... now these people were either avoiding his gaze in embarrassment or glaring at him in anger.
One of them spoke.
"You... how would you feel if you heard that your ancestors were burning in eternal flames?"
...Ah.
"Your words make no sense! Why should our father go to hell! Just because he didn't know that someone died and came back to life across that vast ocean! Even though there was no one to tell him!"
"Th-that's right! How can that be!"
"You must be mistaken, right? Our grandmother... was never unkind to those around her, not even for a moment! How could such a person go to hell!"
"..."
