"The Holy Hall..." Mei Weiya's voice lingered.
"Since it has nothing to do with the goddess, there's no need to worry about it. Have you found the Evil God's consciousness in Freedom Port?"
"Not yet," Olanna lowered her head.
"But it should be soon. The Evil God's will is roaming Freedom Port, and I'm afraid my uncle can't hold on much longer."
"Sodan?" Mei Weiya closed her eyes. "An utter fool. No need to bother with him. Once we find the Evil God's will, I will handle the trouble."
"The food supply..."
"Must not be cut off."
"Yes." Olanna acknowledged. She was about to mention the Holy Skill, but looked up to see her mother had fallen into a deep sleep.
She opened her mouth, then silently bowed and withdrew.
* * *
PHEW...
BANG!
Carl flipped his body, his five fingers clenched into a fist and thrust forward. A roaring gust of wind condensed into a visible white line.
