Illusion, intoxication...
"...A water attribute Celestial Marshal?"
Aiwass murmured softly, his brows slightly furrowed: "Promoted at such a moment..."
Just in case, he closed his eyes, intending to enter a state of prayer, asking the Nine Pillar Gods one by one which Path had produced a new Celestial Marshal.
But before he could enter this prayer state, the voice of the Lord of Scalefeather sounded in his ear: "No need to ask them, I'll tell you directly."
——Boss, you're here?
Ever since Aiwass returned to Avalon, the Lord of Scalefeather hadn't been very active. Aiwass thought he had found a new amusement...
"Mmm, was a bit busy before, doing a small task..."
The Lord of Scalefeather said with a chuckle: "You'll find out in a while."
"...What kind of task are you up to?"
"Ah, well, it's a good thing—a familiar Celestial Marshal to you, they even held you back in the day."
...Held me?
It can't be Jacob, right?
