Sailin's sudden whispered prayer made me prick up my ears at once: "May the God of Technology bless Ai Lu."
"The God of Technology?" I blurted out before realizing that was an inappropriate question. If it was a globally widespread religion, then my surprise would seem rather strange. But Sailin apparently did not think much of it—or rather, ordinary people would never imagine that visitors from beyond the heavens might exist. She merely nodded. "I believe in the God of Technology. I used to be a priestess of the faith... Though I later left the Grand Diocese because I could not advance further in my religious studies, my church registration remains, so I suppose I'm still this town's cleric. Oh, and if you wish to undergo a blessing ritual before setting out for the relic, you can come to me. The God of Technology's blessings are not as effective as those of the God of Magic, but there are no other clerics in town. The nearest priest of the God of Magic is in another town dozens of miles away."
I froze again. There was a God of Magic too? And judging by Sailin's attitude, these two faiths were not in conflict?
Sailin clearly misunderstood my expression. She waved her hand casually. "Of course, it's fine if you don't want to. Most people who go out adventuring do not believe in these rituals. Even foreigners from the east think receiving one before setting out brings bad luck. Just pretend I never mentioned it."
I quickly said, "Oh... I don't have any particular opinion. We'll see. If I'm feeling uneasy when it's time to leave, I'll come find you. By the way, I saw you reading over there earlier. Were you sorting through the accounts because you were preparing to reopen