Chapter 404

Miss Qingque: "Can there really be such a person?"

Miss Sushang: "The bigger the forest, the more weeds grow; with the universe this vast, maybe such a person does exist."

Gui Na Fen: "Weeds? Sushang, it should be a bird!"

Miss Sushang: "Cough... sorry, I got mixed up suddenly."

Hu Tao: "In any case, Mr. Sunday cannot define everyone's understanding of happiness."

Mr. Sunday: "This is merely a metaphor I used."

Mr. Sunday: "In fact, in the happy homeland I envision, everyone can find their own happy life."

Mr. Sunday: "Even if that person is a great demon who takes pleasure in killing, he can still attain such happiness."

Mr. Sunday: "And his happiness will not be built upon others' misfortune."

Nasiada: "Paimon was right after all..."

Nasiada: "The paradise Mr. Sunday wishes to build is, simply put, each person's own different fantasy world..."

Nasiada: "In essence, they are all... false!"

Mo Na: "A world of illusions—I see no meaning in such a world."

Stelle: "Forgive me for saying so, but this kind of world feels unrelated to order—it leans closer to nothingness."

Stelle: "If you truly do this, you might just summon nothingness itself."

Stelle: "Then, not just Penacony, but the entire galaxy would be finished."

Huang Quan: "He who gazes into nothingness shall be swallowed by its shadow..."