Chapitre 45: The Church of the Omnipotent Hand

The following morning, the trio donned their casual attire and descended to the inn's dining area, their faces carefully masked by Elara's illusions to project an air of innocence and naivete. They chatted animatedly about potential destinations for their next adventure, their voices tinged with feigned enthusiasm.

As they enjoyed their breakfast, discussing potential destinations for their next adventure, the waiter approached their table with a friendly smile. "If you're looking for something interesting to do today," he suggested, "the Church of Benevolence is holding a mass this evening. Everyone in the village attends. You're welcome to join us if you'd like."

Atlas nodded thoughtfully, a gleam of interest in his eyes. "That's a wonderful suggestion. Experiencing different religions and customs is a valuable part of our travels."

His companions readily agreed, their curiosity piqued by the prospect of attending a local religious ceremony.