Ever since Orsaga had entered this plane.
He had made no attempt whatsoever to spread his faith.
Nor had he recruited any subordinates.
There were only a scant few who had even heard his true name.
His existence was like that of a ghost concerned only with eating, drinking, and having fun...
Therefore.
That strand of Power of Faith coming from Fredos was, at this moment, like the sole glimmering ornament on flat ground.
Even if it was actually very faint, it still stood out conspicuously...
And the Power of Fate wrapped around him made that Power of Faith even more obvious, as though it came with its own GPS tracker!
It took no time at all.
With nothing more than a negligible blink, Orsaga successfully found him!
Then, following the connection between that Power of Faith and himself, he clearly saw the other party across distant time and space.
That fellow, who was currently squatting on a rock as though contemplating some philosophy of life...
So it was him...
It seemed my heroic bearing truly was dazzling!
Although we had only met in a fleeting glimpse, I had still left him unable to forget me for so long...
Damn it, I've already been so law-abiding. How did good fortune come knocking again...
Thinking that far, even Orsaga felt slightly troubled.
After all, according to the understanding between him and Lady of Pain's group.
He could not cause any major trouble in this plane, nor could he leave too much of an impact here.
Otherwise.
They would directly take action and expel him!
Therefore.
Although Fredos's existence was like a snack automatically delivered to his lips.
Due to various factors.
Orsaga felt that he was in no position to take a bite.
That left him somewhat troubled as well...
Yet