Sylvester took a long cold breath and settled back into the cushioned seat of the stagecoach. He digested all the words the old man spoke, and they did a number on him.
'Who knew the man whose emotions I could not smell was creating a character profile on me instead? And he believes I will become the Pope no matter what? I hope you are right, old man… I really hope so.'
Sylvester then opened the second parchment and read it as well. It was the recipe for the whole Sunshine Nectar drink. But there was a surprising paragraph written underneath all that.
'Son, I have also decided to give my little shack to you, as you're a regular visitor of the Soul Peninsula. Moreover, I have asked Axel to give you permanent permission to go to the Soul peninsula to meditate anytime you want. Visions can be critical, and you must not stop trying to see them.'
