With an old hand like Franz joining in, Elf became busy.
The latter was experienced, with one idea after another, many of which required Elf to run around everywhere.
Amid all the bustle, Elf often wondered whether she had dug a pit and buried herself in it.
Who was really the one doing all the work?
Gwen had slipped away early, already returning to her own base.
Not long after she left, Klein seemed to lose his soul, looking forward to her return every day.
The believers, too, had not received a response from the Divine Son of Slaughter for some time.
It was also at this time that the Mixed-Blood Scalekin and the Scale Clan Government reached an agreement.
When an unscientific existence like a god appeared before them, even forcefully barging into their world in an equally unscientific way, the two civilizations suddenly realized that what they had been fighting over no longer held any meaning.
No matter how they fought, they were still merely mortals.
Moreover, the two civilizations had originally shared the same roots and possessed similar cultures and customs, so they suddenly announced their merger.
This caused quite a stir among the nearby civilizations, but the New Scale Clan Civilization had no intention of paying any attention to them.
They swiftly completed the restructuring of the council and established a new one.
The first thing to be opened was the Interstellar Passage, and Klein finally got in touch with the Fallen Angel Church headquarters.
But everything was different now. He no longer believed in the Fallen Angel, having instead joined the Divine Son of Slaughter.
Benedict contacted Klein at once. Seeing through the screen that he was unharmed, Benedict let out a sigh of relief. "Thank the Fallen Angel. Klein, it's truly wonderful that you're