In Trastasa, everyone wears undergarments made by tying a narrow triangular piece of cloth with strings on both sides of the hips. Even the attendant priests only wore such garments when assisting Nyne during his baths. But what Gwen wore looked quite different. It looked more like clothing than underwear. Nyne finally realized that what…

He enjoyed the sacred feast and accepted offerings from the Resha. Among them, Lu’s tribute—clearly an attempt to earn full forgiveness from Nyne—stood out the most. Nyne sincerely praised each Resha’s tribute as he received them. Gwen also presented an offering, and once again, it was an intricately detailed sculpture. Recognizing the clothes worn by…

“Lord Amon.” Nyne called out urgently to Amon. In the meantime, he racked his brain, trying somehow to protect Gwen. “Lan Gwen is nothing more than a mere human. I don’t know what he possesses, but how could someone like that ever so much as touch a finger to almighty Lord Amon? Nothing in this…

When Nyne unconsciously bit his lip, the wind shifted direction. Amon, who had been quietly basking in the sunlight, turned his head. At that moment, the birds peacefully foraging near the swamp suddenly took flight with sharp cries, as if a predator had appeared. The golden eyes staring silently at him seemed to command, “Come…

“Perhaps because the weather is quite hot, I enjoyed playing in the water, Lord Amon.” “Playing in the water?” At those words, Amon’s gaze turned again to the bamboo water guns floating on the lake. Nyne became slightly confused. As the one closest to Amon in the Temple, he could sense changes in the other.…

Nyne also hit the combat priests a few times. In fact, it would be more accurate to say that the combat priests let themselves be hit. After dipping his feet into the lakeshore a few times, shooting the combat priests’ bodies here and there, and accidentally hitting Iyu’s shoulder once, he wandered around before soon…

It was a word both unfamiliar and strangely familiar, something that evoked a vague sense of fear. But no matter how much he searched his memory, Nyne couldn’t recall anything specific. He soon shook his head. It was likely knowledge he had once possessed clearly, but had been blurred or erased by Ossen Iyad’s ritual.…

When Nyne accepted Lu’s suggestion, the Lesha remained composed. But now, at this conversation, they widened their eyes in surprise. Though they quickly lowered their gazes, their eyes were filled with doubt and envy. Lu, too, suddenly turned gloomy again, as if his earlier bright expression had never existed—but Nyne feigned ignorance and looked away.…

He was quite fond of this strange place. There was nothing here that reminded him of Trastasa, and it even felt like he had been transported to some faraway land. Because of that, he could forget his painful reality, even if only for a moment. As if reading his thoughts, Gwen spoke. “If it’s alright…

“…Unlike Sha Amon, I have nothing special. I’m just someone who, by luck, was chosen from a young age to live in this Grand Temple.” “Well.” Gwen only smiled, neither denying nor affirming Nyne’s words. Nyne, unlike with others, found it satisfying that Gwen had no interest in Amon—but at the same time, felt slightly…