For the duration of the priest's speech, Aectaeon just contemplated the uncanny occurrence.
Never had he been so surprised in a Game World.
He wasn't that bewildered when an entire army welcomed him. He wasn't that bewildered when he had the liberty to control Demons. Even when the restrictions on the floor in the previous Game World were removed, he didn't notice it.
'What in the world is wrong with this game? I was only able to raise Eveia's favorability by one percent! This mouth of mine! I'll throw it away!'
Little by little, Aectaeon felt his body stiffening up. The limitations on his movements and speech had returned.
'Good, this is much better. I've gotten used to the sensation as if my whole body is wrapped with a plastic cover. I better watch what I say from now on. I don't want to make the same mistake again.'
