In the castle's reception hall, Suvila, the fox-tribe preceptor, claimed she knew the Gallop Family's secret, piquing Landen's interest.
"You're not about to tell me about the Gallop Fund's rotten accounts, are you?" Landen smiled. He truly could not imagine what matter of his family this fox before him could possibly know.
"No, it concerns your relative, Jenny Gallop!" The great fox suddenly turned solemn. "I imagine that subordinate of yours must have told you that after I hypnotized Jenny, she briefly resisted. At that time, she summoned some tentacles in her dream through prayer and tried to control them to attack me!"
Landen nodded. "Yes, I know about that. But didn't you roast them?"
"My Lord, don't you find it strange? So many High Priests of the Barbarians pray here to the God Emperor or the God of Life—does it work? How is it that Jenny Gallop calls out to some existence beneath the sea, tens of thousands of miles away, and it responds?"
"Go on..."
Landen stared straight at the great fox, but inwardly, waves were surging in his heart. The great fox's words did make sense. If the Sea God could answer believers on distant land across the Human Empire, then the entire Human Empire would have to be His Divine Kingdom. Yet the reality was that the entire Human Empire did not even acknowledge the present Sea God, and strictly forbade the spread of Sea God faith on any land more than twenty kilometers beyond the coastline.
Seeing that Landen had taken the bait, the old fox was in no hurry and continued, "Also, I wonder if you noticed, but after Jenny Gallop woke up, she was especially weak. If it were any of your other Grand Mages, an attack of that sort on the mind