Dance Ball Observations

Above the Tide, Luther closed his eyes and listened to the prayers of his believers.

Most of those voices were thin and pale. The worshippers merely recited his Honorific Name.

They held no deeper feelings toward him, the God of Blood and Shadows. Only a very few voices carried intense emotions... emotions of hatred and pain.

Those extreme, powerful emotions resonated with his Spirituality, as though further solidifying his very existence.

Sure enough, were the gods of this pathway better suited to such extreme emotions...?

How ironic.

Luther smiled self-mockingly, withdrew his arm, and left those points of light.

This was still only the early stage of spreading the faith.

He had no intention of eagerly answering his believers' prayers. It would not be too late to display miracles once he formally entered the advancement process.

For now, he would leave it to Anderson and let his name gradually spread.

With that thought, Luther left the Tide and returned to reality.

Compared to the long-term task of spreading the faith, he had more urgent matters to deal with at present.

First, he would continue serving in the Church of the Evernight Goddess until he had earned enough merit to exchange for the Potion ingredients and formula of Sequence 3.

Second, he would kill Ince Zangwill.

According to the intelligence provided by Groselle's Travels, that bastard was currently in Saint Millon, the capital of Feysac, far from here.

Given his current identity, it would not be easy for him to appear there casually...

And it was not only Ince Zangwill. Another target worthy of attention was also in Feysac.

Sophia's aunt, Ivanova Einhorn, a member of the Einhorn Royal Family, looked exactly like Ms. M.

She was very likely secretly connected to her.

For those two alone, he had to find