“Yeah, I know. My son-in-law works as a slave overseer.”0

“Oh, right! I forgot about that. So, what’s this ‘sky’ they’re talking about? Surely it’s not something like the ‘fucking heavens’?”0

“No, it’s something about the nine heavens. He said the god’s name is the Sky of the Nine Heavens, Kal-Lain.”0

I came to a halt, focusing entirely on their conversation.0

“The Sky of the Nine Heavens? What an odd-sounding name. Why hasn’t our Glorious Decay dealt with him yet?”0

“Apparently, the church has summoned the kings for a continental conference, or so my son-in-law claims.”0

“Really? That’s good to hear! But isn’t it a bit late? The South’s already in shambles because of those slave scum.”0

“There wasn’t much anyone could do. Who would’ve guessed it’d come to this? Their god has been gone for ages, and we only recently found out the horned ones have a new god.”0

Horned ones. It seemed the slaves they referred to were a completely different species. I could feel the hatred and disdain radiating from their words whenever they mentioned the slaves.0

One of them exhaled heavily, their sigh laden with frustration. “Still, the church is stepping in, so I hope they resolve this soon. It’s hard to trust the slaves in Palaman anymore, especially if they mention some god we’ve never even heard of.”0

“Agreed....0