The more elegant and beautiful a thing is, the more one might be inclined to taint it.
For example, if a pale-skinned, beautiful Saintess cultivated by the Church were standing here, so divine and pure, untouchable by mortal needs, like an angel, what would people think?
An adventurer from Sain who enjoys playing invasions might say:
"I need to smear her face with a jar of feces."
It seems like staying in the Sain Dungeon for too long will gradually assimilate one's personality with the place, making adventurers enjoy watching the so-called big shots embarrass themselves, reveling in watching their confident faces torn to shreds by the dungeon's malice until they're defenseless and red with embarrassment!
At this moment, Eliphas extended his hand towards Patch, who had transformed into a Dark Spirit, intending to turn him into a sunny and outgoing young man.
