The two of them were about to hurry off when Galthor called them back. "Why don't you pray for luck?"
It was something that Galthor had thought about. Could he also give luck? Right now, he didn't know the extent of the lesser miracles he could grant. Maybe he could do more, and so he would always suggest things to his masters to test things out.
Karathra and Brakthar nodded and then began to pray without hesitation. And although their prayer wasn't answered with any physical effect, they felt some kind of contentment in their minds. After that, they thanked Unchanging Warth.
At the same time, the two of them hurried along.
Galthor watched them leave, and suddenly he felt a misgiving in his mind. "Should I have followed them?"
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"But now that you left the merchant, don't you think we'll return and find the slave sold already?" Karathra asked curiously.
