After a moment of silence, Emlyn grumbled, "That was worse than no comfort at all."
After a pause, just as Klein put away the two ingredients and was about to leave, Emlyn suddenly called out to him. "Do you know an evil god called the Fool?"
I kno— I mean, you're the evil god! You're—
Thanks to the Clown's abilities, Klein managed to keep his expression under control. Then he said calmly, "I do. Recently, someone in Backlund has been looking for His believers and blessed, and even put out a bounty."
"What, are you thinking of joining them?"
...I'd advise you to be kind. The Fool Himself already knows you, and He can retaliate with pinpoint accuracy.
Emlyn shook his head. "Of course not. I just..."
"Just what?" Klein asked curiously.
Thinking of his earlier conversation with Marquis Nibis, Emlyn lowered his head and sighed. "I'm just wondering whether I should pray to Him. Maybe He can remove the psychological suggestion placed on me."
"And one of the Sanguine bigwigs also told me to pray to Him. It was an oracle from the Progenitor. But I'm still hesitant. After all, the stories say that people who pray to evil gods never come to a good end."
After a pause, he looked at Klein and continued, "What do you know about this evil god? Do you know how much harm He might bring to His believers?"
"Is He like the Hidden Sage, always stuffing people's heads with knowledge for no reason, or like the True Creator, bringing corruption of the personality and madness?"
"Or does He bring corruption like the legendary Abyss?"
...Compared to those genuine evil gods and wicked beings, I think I'm the best god around.
But this oracle from the Progenitor must be that Sanguine bigwig trying