The illusion that just appeared before Wu Chang's eyes recreated the scene at Count's Manor that day.
After killing Erin, the townspeople, whose jealousy had dissipated, were plunged into endless remorse and self-blame.
At this moment, Ebert said something to the townspeople, successfully redirecting their anger toward Count Jermaine.
Ebert's words were nothing more than telling the townspeople that it was all Jermaine pushing things from behind; they were merely being used.
Whether the words were reasonable didn't matter; it was more important that the townspeople were willing to believe.
This is the essence of religion—psychological comfort. As long as someone important tells you they've pardoned you on behalf of the Lord, everything can be treated as if nothing happened.
Otherwise, why would indulgences have thrived for nearly a thousand years, and various derivatives still be prevalent today, sustaining various environmental and human rights organizations?
