Since Lynn suggested, the others naturally had no objections. Thus, the group headed towards the outskirts, finding an abandoned building where no one else was around.
Under everyone's gaze, Lynn swiftly and skillfully set up the ritual to pray to the Lord of Storms. After a somewhat perfunctory prayer, he got straight to the point:
"I need the help of Church of Storms to assist me in killing that Sea God Kalvetua."
It was simple and direct, right to the point.
The onlookers, including Klein, Cattleya, Frank, and Danitz, were speechless.
It wasn't their fault. The main issue was how casual Lynn was, whether setting up the ritual, praying, or discussing serious matters. For the four individuals with some knowledge of mysticism, it was hard to believe such a sloppy ritual would receive a response.
But in the next moment, something miraculous happened. A sudden gust of wind tore through the abandoned courtyard, so strong it was hard for anyone to keep their eyes open. Then, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky.
Everyone's hearts leaped into their throats, but the lightning didn't hit Lynn, nor did it strike the bystanders. Instead, it landed right in front of Lynn, leaving behind a scorched word.
"Okay."
Evidently, despite the Lord of Storms probably wanting to strike Lynn directly, He refrained and reluctantly agreed to help.
As Lynn had mentioned earlier, while his request seemed like a plea for help, it was also extending an olive branch to the Lord of Storms.
For Leodero, who had been feeling agitated after regaining his past memories, and had recently sought counsel from the Evernight Goddess—only to learn that the God of Steam and Machinery had already switched sides—this olive branch was something He couldn't ignore.
So, despite recognizing Lynn's audacity, He had no choice but to accept the situation.
He had no other choice. How could He reject it when the opposing side was filled with such powerful individuals?
Even though He considered Himself a formidable deity among the Sequence 0 Gods, He was still self-aware enough not to think He could handle Lynn and his group. A group that included the probable future Lord of Mysteries, the resurrected Solomon, the Sasrir with immense combat power despite His restrictions, Mr. Door whose corruption seemed to be lifting, the slow but incredibly fortunate Ouroboros, War Angel Medici, and former allies who had already defected, like the Evernight Goddess and the God of Steam and Machinery.
Even without considering Lynn's time-warping abilities, just the list of his allies was enough to make the Lord of Storms feel overwhelmed.
Moreover, He had witnessed how Lynn had dealt with the Eternal Blazing Sun, and He had no desire to become the next "Eternal Blazing Lamb."
(By the way, the term "Eternal Blazing Lamb" was something the Lord of Storms had picked up from the Evernight Goddess, who had heard it from Lynn.)
"All settled!" Lynn wasn't at all surprised that the Lord of Storms had reluctantly agreed. He clapped his hands and stood up, turning to the four stunned individuals behind him with a smile. "So, who wants to accompany me for a visit to the Church of Storms?"
No one responded. They were all still processing what had just happened.
Lynn didn't mind, calmly waiting for them to come back to their senses.
"You really aren't afraid of being struck by lightning, are you?" Klein was the first to recover. He rubbed his temples and said, "I'll go with you, but even with the help of the Storm Church, it may not be enough. If they could have easily dealt with Kalvetua, the Sea God's Cult wouldn't have lasted this long."
The others also regained their composure. Cattleya's mind was struggling to keep up. She glanced at the word scorched into the ground, then back at Lynn, who seemed unfazed, and Klein, who appeared surprised but not shocked. At that moment, she had a realization, 'Miss Bernadette's guests are truly extraordinary people! So, Miss, are you sure I'm the right person for this task?'
Cattleya began doubting herself once more. She wasn't one to lack confidence, but the recent events had hit her hard, causing her to question her abilities.
"You don't need to feel inferior," Lynn said, as if reading her thoughts. He smiled warmly, patting her shoulder. "It's normal to feel out of place, and it has nothing to do with your abilities. Even Bethel felt the same way back then. You'll get used to it."
Cattleya: 'Thanks, but I don't feel comforted.'
Still, Lynn's words had some effect. She took a deep breath, resolving to complete her mission and send Bernadette's two guests off to meet the mermaids as soon as possible.
Otherwise, She feared that her entire worldview might collapse in a short time.
"Wow! That was amazing! Gabriel, are you a favored of the Lord of Storms?" Frank finally exclaimed, his awe delayed but evident.
Lynn just smiled without answering.
Danitz with his mind frozen earlier, finally regained his senses. He looked at Lynn mechanically and said, "So, everything you said was true…"
The desire to see the mermaids was true, and getting the help from the Storms Church was also true.
"I never lied," Lynn replied, looking at Danitz in confusion, as if he didn't understand why Danitz would question him.
But Danitz suddenly looked hopeful, cautiously asking, "So… the Fool is really a God who cooperates with the true deities?"
"Of course!" Lynn nodded firmly. As the Fool's automatic favored one, he said confidently, "Danitz, I know you have concerns, but trust me. In three years, you'll see the Fool become a new, recognized God of this world."
"I… I understand," Danitz said, now feeling awkward. Earlier, when he was forced to join a mysterious organization, he had felt nothing but fear and unease. But now, that fear and unease were replaced with a bit of anticipation.
'Perhaps joining the Fool's Church wasn't such a bad thing after all?'
Meanwhile, Cattleya, who had been listening intently, now wore a puzzled and shocked expression.
'The Fool… Who is that God?' She had never heard of such a deity before.
(End of Chapter)
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