"I'm sorry, Elinoa. I really didn't mean any harm."
My childhood sweetheart, Saint Amalda, said this while pushing the ugly god that the world calls "the impotent god" in front of me along with the marriage.
After saying these words, she turned around and made a new covenant with the Supreme God, immersed in honey-like happiness.
As for me, my original engagement was terminated and I was sent to a corner of the temple. In the following years, I just lived quietly with that ugly and incompetent god.
... Logically speaking, this is the case.
But this god doesn't look like an "incompetent" person, right?
And for some reason, the other gods seemed to be respectful to him...?
