Astuka was about to be born?
Sifa's heart sank slightly. He thought of those "sacrifices" whose spirituality and life force had been absorbed by plant roots and stems. Heaven knew how many such sacrifices there had been. The population of Windmill Island had dwindled considerably—if all those people had become sacrifices...
And what was going on with that woman?
Liana had replaced Mrs. Hilda as the island's high priest?
Had she captured Chik?
Questions bubbled up in his mind one after another.
At that moment.
"This is bad, really bad." Lucien shrank back and said, "That Ascatoco isn't some righteous god. You can tell from the sacrifices on this island. I'm telling you, while we still can, let's get out of here."
"Didn't you hear that woman? She said it was about to be born, not that it had already been born." Sifa took several glass bottles from his pocket. They contained Sun Holy Water made from Ghost Scream. He handed two bottles to Lucien.
"See that gray-haired one? He's my companion."
Sifa quickly said, "I'll draw the attention of the people below. Look for an opening and pour the water from those bottles into my companion's stomach. You can do that, right?"
Lucien looked at the glass bottles in his hands. "These are?"
"Sun Holy Water. It can drive away the control of Evil Spirit and Phantoms." Sifa took out Fallen Whisper as well. The rugged firearm made Lucien's eyebrows rise.
The association commissioner looked at Sifa. "You can make holy water? Are you a follower of the Eternal Blazing Sun?"
Seeing that he still had not taken the bottles, Sifa frowned. "We can talk about that later. Take them."
"No, no, no." Lucien shuffled backward, waving both hands nonstop. "I can't do it. I'm just a scholar. I'm