"Yes, yes, of course. You will succeed," Charles uttered a perfunctory agreement to Kord's crazed words.0

Taking another swig from his bottle, Kord suddenly stood up in a hurry. With a crazed look in his eyes, he stared at Charles and asked, "What do you think… will the Light God abandon me since I’ve never gone through with the ritual? Will He forbid me from entering His kingdom?"0

"Don't worry, your Light God isn't that petty. Especially toward a disciple as devout as you," Charles replied with a smirk.1

"Yes… You're right. I prayed fervently daily and stuck to it for over thirty years. No one in the entire Order is as devout as me. He surely won't hold something so minor against me…" Kord reiterated Charles' words...0