The knights looked like they had just stepped out of a sacred hot spring, not a trial built to incinerate corruption.
"They… look relaxed."
"Is that what holy fire feels like on the innocent…?"
Soft murmurs broke through the crowd. Reinhardt once again declared the use of the fire and water, then he ordered everyone to head in and prove their innocence. One by one, the great orders marched forward.
The first to take the trials were the protectors themselves. One by one, they entered, and by the time they came out, they were all rejuvenated and relaxed, as if the flames were peeling away every scar on their soul, leaving them lighter, stronger, and more alive.
Even Zargues the [Thunder Lord], who despised flames, couldn't help but click his tongue and marvel at the mystical effects of the fire.
