Do you want to become a Chief God?
Sain Plane, capital of the Kasso Empire.
The sun shone brightly over the beautiful scenery, and the water glimmered beneath the light. With the New Year approaching, the entire city was bustling with excitement.
The streets teemed with people. Gongs and drums thundered as children played. Water Lincoln and Palhouse sat facing each other in a private room on the second floor. They opened the window and enjoyed the festive cheer over tea and food.
"It's been several days since I last saw you. I heard you took the ninth prince of the Kasso Empire as your disciple. Is his talent really that exceptional? Enough to move even a Paragon?" Lincoln asked with a smile.
"His talent is decent. If he trains diligently and gets some additional resources, becoming a god shouldn't be a problem." Palhouse smiled, his gaze distant, as if recalling something. "When the time comes, I should take him to the Divine Plane to make his way in the world."
"Oh?" Palhouse's words immediately piqued Lincoln's interest. He raised an eyebrow. "The boy must be quite extraordinary, then. I remember very clearly that you once told me you definitely wouldn't return to the Divine Plane until the Plane War began."
Palhouse lifted his teacup and drained it, then turned and smiled. "I never expected a Chief God to lower himself to spend his days idly with me in the Material Plane, either. If you have something planned, Chief God, just say so. After all, with your persistence, I'll agree to anything!"
"Really?" Lincoln smiled at him.
"Would I, Palhouse, ever go back on my word?" Palhouse said solemnly.
Lincoln smiled faintly and refilled both their teacups. "First, tell me why you suddenly changed your mind and decided to return