Zaratul said mildly, "You went out of your way to invite me through the Secret Order, so of course I had to come back and take a look. What did you want with me?"
Roselle leaned against the wall with one arm across his chest. "I wanted to ask you about something. Do you know of a god called the 'Creator'? His statue depicts a man carrying a cross."
After a pause, he added, "Not the True Creator."
"..."
Zaratul's eyes narrowed. "Where did you hear about Him?"
"I happened to hear about Him on this voyage. Someone told me that it wasn't the Seven Deities who led humanity to defeat the various insane monsters that once ruled this world and bestowed Beyonder powers on humans, but that Creator... Talk like that would definitely get you burned alive if the Churches heard it."
At this, Roselle smiled. "Judging by your reaction, you seem to know something."
"..."
Zaratul fell silent for a moment. "In fact, I don't know much about this Creator you speak of, but I do know of a Beyonder organization whose goal is to resurrect Him."
Roselle's heart skipped a beat, but he smiled. "Wow! Resurrecting the Creator? That sounds like one hell of a goal. I'd like to join too! Do you have any connections?"
"No."
He shook his head. "I don't want too much involvement with them, either."
"All right."
Roselle looked disappointed.
Zaratul looked at him and asked mildly, "Is that why you specifically sought me out?"
"That's only one reason."
Roselle put down his wineglass, lowered his head, and thought for a moment. "Do you remember what I told you about the god above the gray fog the last time I went to sea?"
"Yes."
"Do you know that god's origins?"
Zaratul gently