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Desteran’s fervent, faithful cry roused the other pirates, who rallied their spirits.
"Goddess of Twilight!"
"In the name of chaos!"
"Watch over your worshippers!"
From a distance, Serati blinked in confusion. What are they even saying?
The captain and crew of the Osprey's Roar, who mainly sailed the western trade routes, could speak Isola. Since Isola was the common language of the empire’s western provinces and also the national tongue of the Eustil Kingdom, they were able to communicate with Serati.
But these pirates were speaking in the southern imperial dialect, which was virtually incomprehensible to her.
She frowned. Am I imagining things, or did I hear something about Serakal just now…?
Of course, Varos understood every word. That was how they’d managed to talk this long in the first place.
Looking uneasy, he asked, "Um… are you guys by any chance from the Church of Twilight?"
Desteran didn’t answer. Instead, his eyes gleamed as he murmured a prayer. "Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for Serakal is with me…"
Watching from afar, Karnak let out a hollow laugh. Yep. They’re from the Church of Twilight.
That half-baked prayer plagiarized from...
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