Chapter 230: Ever-Loyal Alger

Chapter 230: Ever-Loyal Alger

The Golden Dream was outside the storm. Crimson moonlight passed through thin layered clouds, spilling into a dark room with no candlelight.

Danitz stood beside the bed, utterly motionless, as though he had encountered Medusa’s gaze or some petrification-type Beyonder ability.

His teeth chattered uncontrollably. His legs trembled faintly yet irrepressibly. In his mind echoed only the endless gray-white fog, the blurry figure seated high above everything, and the low, dignified voice that had said: “Recite My name in your heart.”

“Th-there really is a response… There really is a response!” Danitz’s lips moved soundlessly. He felt his calves had clearly gone weak.

This was the first time he had ever encountered a prayer receiving a response!

It nearly frightened his soul out of his body.

Although he had long known that The Fool was an unknown existence, the being worshiped by the secret organization behind Gehrman Sparrow, and although reciting the other party’s honorific name had created a connection, meaning he would suddenly and inexplicably die if he ever showed disrespect or betrayed Him, all that understanding came from knowledge taught by Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina. He had never actually encountered a similar matter, nor had he ever imagined that an unknown existence would respond to him.

Only when fog, figure, and voice suddenly appeared before his eyes and beside his ears did he truly learn for the first time that a great existence could directly respond to believers!

Yes. Without realizing it, Danitz had already changed “unknown existence” to “great existence” in his heart.

Once the feeling of shock and terror had slightly subsided, he hurriedly began breathing deeply, then tried pacing back and forth to dissolve the lingering fear in his heart. However, he had only taken one step with his right foot when he discovered that his legs truly had gone soft. He could only fall toward the bed and barely turn to sit down.

“It really is a great existence… It really is…” Danitz muttered, clearly realizing that he had truly gotten himself involved in something huge.

Back when he was in the book world, because he had merely recited the honorific name and had not discovered any other abnormalities, his fear had come only from understanding what the consequences might be. Now, however, what he faced was a hidden danger that had finally shown its outline, along with even more unknown things he could not see clearly at all. How could that not make him sink into extreme fear and be unable to free himself?

After an unknown amount of time, Danitz exhaled and comforted himself inwardly:

“This might not be a bad thing. At least Gehrman Sparrow is not only alive, he’s doing very well!”

Thinking of that, he forced a smile and said soundlessly, “From now on, I’m also a member of a secret organization, someone protected by a great existence…”

As his thoughts turned, Danitz decided that from now on, he would pray once every morning as well. He believed that no existence disliked devout believers.

Of course, he would remember the divine oracle and normally pray only in his heart.

…

The next morning, Klein, who had consumed a great deal, slept until he woke naturally.

He got up unhurriedly and saw that the sky outside was clear blue, the ground damp, the houses still carrying water stains. The entire world seemed to have been washed clean, exceptionally fresh. But scattered leaves, broken branches, and all kinds of trash showed that the previous night had by no means been peaceful.

After washing up, Klein, wearing an ordinary Loenese face, ordered a glass of gulu tree juice from Simim Island and a portion of teya tiwa, a comparatively heavy dish for breakfast, to make up for the previous night’s consumption.

He drank the beverage, which tasted like sweetened milk lemon water, and ate meat mixed from fish and lamb, savory, fragrant, and carrying the sweet-sour note of fruit. Feeling…