Luo'er asked, "Do you know about the Church Court?"
"Yes!" Kali nodded, "Archbishop Fulund once helped us treat a sickness at the Eastern Church."
"Very well," Luo'er nodded approvingly, handed her a letter, and said, "Give this to the one called Archbishop Fulund."
"What is this?" Kali asked, looking up at him.
"A secret that you will know once you hand it over to him." Luo'er replied, not worried that Kali would open and read it; he knew she was illiterate.
In the Otherworld, the Church Court and the nobles have always had a stranglehold on literacy, ordinary commoners have no opportunity to learn to read or write, and even less so Kali who lived at the bottom of society.
"Oh yes," Luo'er spoke as if he'd thought of something, "If he asks who gave you this, tell him it's from a dying adventurer!"
"But you guys aren't dead!" Kali blinked and said.
"That's called lying. Understand?" Luo'er said, quite speechless.
"Oh!" Kali nodded, finally understanding.
