Soon?
So that meant he'd soon be facing two demigods and a divine messenger?
Things were getting more and more exciting!
"Thank you. That's wonderful news."
Fu Qian expressed his delight with a hoarse laugh.
Considering his current half-mad persona, a bit of flamboyance was only natural.
"Don't thank me just yet. Crow Feather never promised he'd be able to lift your curse."
Weihle didn't seem surprised by Fu Qian's attitude. He simply watched him and shook his head.
"What were you talking about just now?"
As something occurred to him, he asked the question casually.
"The one inside my head."
Fu Qian turned to Ariel and tapped his own head.
"He keeps attacking my consciousness, trying to make me believe I'm the Sage."
"The Sage..."
Weihle fell silent for a moment at Fu Qian's answer, clearly unfamiliar with the title.
"Don't worry. They're only a few lingering imprints of consciousness. As long as the curse is under control, they won't be that difficult for me to deal with."
Fu Qian seemed to know what he was worried about and spoke with confidence.
"Regardless, don't push yourself while your condition is unstable."
"Imprints of consciousness at the demigod level aren't easy to deal with. And it's all too easy to be corrupted without realizing it."
Ariel spoke up from beside them.
What was this? This kindly, avuncular attitude didn't seem to fit your character!
Hearing Ariel say that, Fu Qian's thoughts stirred.
Knowing Ariel's true nature, he couldn't help feeling that the man was being a little too benevolent.
And during their earlier conversation, when Fu Qian had offered to rush over and help immediately, Ariel's reaction had seemed rather mild.
He was a little curious about what "purpose" Ariel had in showing up here this time.
"He's here!"