Hearing Snowman’s words about a cultist who believed in Darkness, the three present each felt a bit awkward. Klein, Audrey, Leonard—every single one of them had some connection to the Goddess of the Night. One was a standard cultist of Darkness; another was not only a cultist but also a high‑level member of a cult organization and captain of an elite squad; the third was even more formidable, directly being a blessed of an evil god.
“Cough… So it seems the Church of the Night appeared earlier than historical records suggest, dating back to long before the Great Cataclysm, except that at that time it existed as a secret organization.” Klein cleared his throat and gave a brief analysis to break the sudden silence.
Audrey pursed her lips and nodded, continuing to guide Snowman’s dream to bring out the Angel King‑related information hidden in his subconscious.
Unfortunately, Snowman was only a Sequence 5 Ascetic. This was considered a high‑level status in the Fifth Epoch, allowing him to come into contact with many important figures and historical secrets, but before the Great Cataclysm he did not have such status; he couldn’t even enter the Divine Kingdom on Earth, so he naturally knew little about the Angel King and the Ancient Sun God, his knowledge limited to what was recorded in various religious scriptures.
However, Klein keenly noticed that Snowman had mentioned one point: traces of giant remnants had appeared in the Northern Spine Mountains. These mountains are now called the Anzlers Mountains, located in Feysac, which easily connected this news with the Feysac people’s claim of being descendants of giants and the War God’s true form being a giant.
Seeing that there was nothing more about the Angel King, Audrey shifted to guide Snowman’s dream to show the events that were most important and influential to him.
The grand church they stood on began to shake and silently transformed.
In just a few seconds, the church shrank, and outside was a renovated square.
Snowman knelt before the cross and the divine statue, bathed in pure sunlight.
Beside him appeared a blurry figure in simple priest’s robes, whose voice was grand and solemn as he said: “You voluntarily choose the path of asceticism, forsaking love, renouncing pleasure, wielding no power, tempering your body and refining your spirit, step by step entering the heavenly kingdom, approaching my Lord.”
Snowman piously kissed the ground and followed: “I voluntarily choose the path of asceticism, forsaking love, renouncing pleasure, wielding no power, tempering my body and refining my spirit, serving my Lord, from today onward, never changing. From today onward, never changing!”
Snowman grew more resolute as he spoke, ending with a solemn repetition of the promise.
“…This is the thing that impressed him most and had the greatest impact on him.” Audrey turned her head and said to “The World” and “The Star.”
Recalling Snowman’s consistent behavior, recalling that even stuck in this world of books he never gave up his faith or ceased his ascetic practice, Klein nodded slowly and commented: “He is a true ascetic.”
Audrey withdrew her gaze, and after guiding Snowman to say or present some more relatively important details, she walked back to the two men, “The World” and “The Star,” and said softly: “That should be about it.”
Klein glanced at Snowman and said: “Let’s go to the next place.”
……
In a certain house in Pesot City.
Mobet, with flaxen hair, dark brown eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips, was wearing a slightly fleecy nightgown, lying on a bed that was half high and half low, staring at the ceiling and muttering to himself: “This winter is much colder than before, it’s already snowing… Even though it’s almost noon, I don’t want to get up at all… Shatas, you’re an elf, why are you still lying in bed, with your hands and feet on me… I really miss my single life, I can roll around freely on the bed, every inch is mine, not like now, sigh…”
On that bed, the “Elf Singer” Shatas was sleeping curled up, occupying almost half the space, and leaving plenty of empty space on her own side, but overall closer to Mobet, one hand and one foot on him, squeezing Mobet to the edge of the bed, almost falling off.
After pulling the quilt up from where it was pressed, Mobet sighed, closed his eyes, and prepared to sleep again. Then he actually fell asleep.
In his dream, he sat at the bar of a tavern, sipping strong liquor and gulping beer, swearing he wouldn’t go home, waiting for Shatas to come begging.
“Is this the noble from the Fourth Epoch?” “The Star” Leonard glanced at Klein and asked.
Klein gave a definite answer: “Yes.”
Hmm, “The Star”’s tone and movements show he’s more nervous than before… He seems very concerned about this Fourth‑Epoch noble… Based on information “The World” has previously revealed, someone “The Star” knows might have seen the second “Blasphemy Slate,” which is a very ancient divine object… Although it’s possible they saw it in the Fifth Epoch, comparatively, a Fourth‑Epoch powerhouse would have more opportunity to touch it… So, does this Fourth‑Epoch noble have some connection with the person “The Star” knows? “Justice” Audrey made some preliminary deductions through careful observation and interpretation.
With this premise, she quickly judged: “The Star” would take the initiative to guide the dream this time.
“As expected, the Fourth Epoch admired asymmetrical beauty; this outfit really makes me uncomfortable.” After joking, Leonard turned to Miss “Justice” and “The World” Klein Moretti and said, “Let me do it this time.”
“Alright,” Audrey replied with a slight smile and a light tone. This was exactly the development Klein was happy to see, so naturally he didn’t stop it.