Min-Maxing My TRPG Build in Another World: Volume 4 Canto II

But the gods did not coddle. They were guardians to be sure, but keepers of the world: to give and give alone was unthinkable for a miracle of sizable scope. Allow that, and men would cease to be men—they would fall to become mere servants of heaven.

Gazing up at the crying nun running my way, I found this pointless discovery terribly entertaining as I closed my eyes with a smile.

Thou scamperst overmuch, pup

Know thy place. To check frolicsome jesters be thy burden by right

it’s always a good day to die—not that I planned to, of course.

Yet she had brought about a painful miracle—or in other words, she had paid the price of her sin.

She’d tackled the merman lunging for me and sunk into the depths, folded into the arms of the final executioner of all pollution.