Hearing this, Gaia sighed, though he hadn't held out much hope to begin with.
In truth, however, a part of him was also quietly relieved. He didn't know what he would have done if Isaac had said yes. 'Would I have really let him do it...?'
His beloved youngest son on one hand, the people he had sworn to protect with his life on the other...
'Either choice would be agonizing!'
"Is it dangerous to find out which Outer Gods we're up against?"
"Ummm..." Isaac wasn't sure how to respond.
'It wasn't dangerous at all. Getting this level of intelligence wouldn't even require high-quality sacrifices. You couldn't overestimate the moral standards of the Outer Gods—those beings were even less reliable than the Saint Master.'
'At least the Saint Master would claim on the surface to always keep his promises.'
'For these Outer Gods, hesitating even a second to sell out an ally would be an insult to their very nature!'
