Because of the precedent of Innocent Creator storing divinity in special objects to pass it on, Shade knew that obtaining divinity did not necessarily mean confronting a god directly.
After learning part of the information about the Sea Burial ritual, he strongly suspected that the "power of an evil god" in the deep sea referred to divinity. Though the odds were slim, compared to confronting an evil god to seize its power, facing a tsunami that would flood the city and uncovering the secrets of Evil God's Kin was nothing at all.
Seeking out Miss Galina to inquire about the secrets of Sea Burial had been for this information. And besides the Witches, Shade believed the Guiding Light Hermitage also had relevant records.
"You—"
Mr. Edmund looked at Shade in surprise, never expecting him to ask such a question:
"I thought you came to me to protect your friend. What exactly are you trying to do?"
"Protect this city."
Shade answered without hesitation. Of course, both people in the lighthouse knew it was a lie.
"Oh, I really should not have let you in. Young man, mortals should not crave—"
The old man sounded somewhat regretful.
"So you are unwilling to answer?"
Shade asked.
"Of course. I am willing."
The pajama-clad Mr. Edmund abruptly changed his tone, his expression becoming serious. He narrowed his eyes slightly at Shade, and the frown made the wrinkles on his face even more pronounced:
"Whether you are a madman has nothing to do with me. What fate your greed will bring you is not my concern either. I will not take your Gold Pounds, but you must promise me something else."
"You want to see what it is too?"
"Of course not. I am not a madman like you."
Mr. Edmund shook his head