"So, the price of making a wish is the Gospel, and by destroying the Gospel, one can also conveniently reap an additional granted wish... It was just a little bit short, really such a pity."
After listening to Ash's retelling, Hanna showed a regretful expression and spread her hands, saying, "In the end, I still accomplished nothing, and my plans have fallen through."
Ash noticed the desolation in her expression and suddenly remembered something, "Hanna, you..."
"It's okay. Taking an all-or-nothing gamble means accepting the loss." Hanna smiled and clapped her hands, saying, "But since Diya can maintain her self-consciousness, there's no need for us to leave, right? That's great. I've heard that other realms don't have a Gospel as developed as ours. If we end up in some primitive forest still under tribal rule, I can't accept a drastic downgrade in living standards—"