At ten o'clock in the evening, the warship had already arrived at Leipzig.
Aiwass sat upright in his chair, fingers interlaced, resting against his forehead.
—When praying nowadays, even before the Pillar Gods, Aiwass no longer needed to kneel. This was a privilege of the Pope. Although the true Pope had now become Pure White, Aiwass still retained this privilege.
The prayer used to restore mana had been completed not long after boarding the ship.
Now, the prayer Aiwass was performing was a true prayer—
"I beseech Si Zhu, the God of the Holy Number Three, the God of Thorns Bound, the God Who Burns Body and Pursues Darkness..."
Aiwass murmured softly, "My Father God, the Stag God of the Candle. May you protect the afflicted children, and prevent the Demons from stealing their souls.
"I respectfully call upon the Heaven Defier, the Justice Heavenly Official, the Revenge Sky...
