Chapter 141: The Gospelion of Barathrum

"Fair headed like a sage, towering like a giant, and with the countenance of an archmage", said the tiny boss, whose name was Mavros, "Those are the signs of the prophet passed on by our ancestors."

I looked between Claire and Sight who, on that account, looked the same. Although Claire wasn't as tall and Sight didn't exactly have the right face.

"I, as the sole heir of the tribe was destined to marry the prophet as was instructed by our dear forefathers. Only a child born of both bloods could activate The Gospelion and save the world."

If I didn't know better, I would have believed her story.

"However, ", she said authoritatively, "I seem to have given my heart to the wrong man. Oh, but it can't be helped."

She snuggled close to Sight while calling him the wrong man. Sight chuckled, cluelessly.

"I see. But how is The Gospelion to be activated now?", unlike me, Claire seemed to be buying her story.

"Nothing to fret about! If both of us spill our blood onto the great Gospelion, our vo