Today has been so strange so far. I can’t understand what is going on in the Elder’s mind but there is something about the way he looks at me that worries me a little. His reaction to seeing the Ebony Warrior was…unusual. I thought he would have been relieved to see the savior actually being here but there was no joy in his eyes once I showed him. He almost looked scared out of his mind. I do recall telling him that I was going to go get him and he had seemed pleased with the idea, so I’m feeling a bit lost at the moment.

Devos’ absence must also be weighing on me, I have never been so far away from him for so long. I do understand that the Elder did not want him to set foot in Cascaden but it is the first time he evokes his status as a non-believer as a reason why he can not accompany me. Something about his presence potentially disturbing my flow of Sifo. He told me he had seen that in the past, people blessed by the Spirit of Sifo who could not access their full power because of external disruptions. I know how purity is important around that city so I did not try to fight it so much.

Besides, he is right in saying that the Ebony Warrior will be safer in Devos’ hands. If we tried moving him around with us, we might have aroused more suspicions about us and the Seyédaemon’s agents could track us down. We never know where they could be or when they will strike. It does reassure me to know nothing bad could happen to him with Devos around.

I do not know if taking his companion with us was my wisest choice. Going to the Savior’s world was already quite straining when we crossed and I understand why Devos did not want me to take her. I’m sorry I keep on worrying him. And he was right, there was no way for me to know if we would even be able to come back with two more people. But I…I felt something. Like a voice telling me I should not leave her there. And I am sure the Savior must have been pleased to see he was not alone, he might even thank me personally! And then he will save our world and everyone will see that our Church was never in the wrong! I can’t wait for our day of vindication.

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We have been in this coach for a few hours now, going at full speed south. I think we’re still a good hour away from Neophreya, our next stop on our journey. From there, we will catch the train going to Cascaden, in Neptas. Garden and Vicka seem excited. I understand, they have never been there before. Oh, to see the gold luster of Cascaden’s Deities Sanctuary for the first time again. To gaze at the glory of our own Chapel next to it. The Elder likes to remind us how he had fought so hard to have one made in the capital of Faith and how he managed to make it look exactly like the one in Loekin, his very first base in Literborea.

I actually thought we were going back there when we left Sifudias, we were there only two weeks ago and the Elder even asked for the same coachman who drove us before. But he actually offered him more money to get us to Neophreya instead. I don’t know why he looked so displeased when the coachman asked why we weren’t going back. I only heard him say something about Loekin going its own way.

It’s too bad, I love that town, it’s the closest place that feels like home to me and I love learning new tidbits about our Church’s history every time we go there. Some of the oldest books in our sacred library are still there but I think the Elder did say he wanted to move them out to Cascaden. If we had gone back, I probably would have asked Father Renfird if I could take them with me. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.

Oh, he did tell us we would come back once he had gathered all the artifacts he left in Cascaden for the Ebony Warrior to use. I’m sure that’s why our Savior stayed asleep, he probably felt he needed his weapons to fight the evil which has slowly started to spread on our continent. This still feels a bit surreal for me. I can’t believe I really managed to bring him back here, I’m truly blessed by the all-powerful Spirit of Sifo. And yet, I’m such a small cog in this towering machine the Elder calls destiny. I…I think that scares me a bit. I really wish Devos was here. I miss him.