The ogre's name was Blanklet, and his eyes immediately brightened as he had not expected the aloof Myth of Black Archer to suddenly ask about the Order of Everlife. In fact, beneath his calm exterior, he felt a trace of excitement.
'Could it be...?' Blanklet's heart stirred. 'Lord Black Archer is interested in the Order?'
After all, if a Quasi-Myth joined their ranks, the Order's influence would only grow further.
However, before his imagination could continue running wild, Jacob's cold voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Answer the question."
The temperature in the room seemed to drop, making Blanklet instantly tremble.
"My apologies, Lord Black Archer." He immediately lowered his head, "I became distracted."
Jacob remained expressionless. "Then start talking."
"Yes!"
The ogre straightened himself before speaking respectfully, "The Order of Everlife is the sacred organization devoted to serving the Blissful Everlife God."
