Chapter 66, Belief

Chapter 66, Belief

Kreigs hand stalled, fork almost in his mouth. Lifting his gaze from the table, he met his brothers eyes.

George glanced away, but he didnt retract his question. When we first met you down there, you prayed, right? It wouldnt be so strange to assume you held a belief of some sort. Kreig and Sam exchanged a look, and she seemed just as confused as Kreig felt, though much less apprehensive.

Carefully, he placed his fork back on his plate, boring his eyes into the gaze of his brother.

Being religious wasnt necessarily a bad thing in the other world. It was simply a matter of which belief you held. That was the aspect that could decide whether you got an encouraging pat on the arm or a summary execution. Accusing someone of being of the white roots was to threaten death, and until now, Kreig had pleaded atheism when faced with such a question.

At this moment, he let his silence speak.

George smiled softly. Im just curious, if that helps. Neither I nor Sam are much religious -

Im working on it! Sam interjected.

-But if you want to exercise your religion somehow, Id be delighted to make some sort of accommodations. A little shrine of some sort, foods specific to your religion George shrugged. Whatever you need.

You better not be talking about the tree I think youre talking about, Sam said. But I cant think of any other tree you could be talking about, so Uh, what exactly are we supposed to do? We can pick up stuff for the shrine tomorrow, but I dont think we should try picking any apples from that tree. Seriously, trust me. There was a knowing glint in her eye.

Kreig neither noticed nor understood it. If youll let me, I could easily acquire a basketful in the dark of the night. With your permission. There was a hint of challenge in his voice that neither sibling missed.

George was just about to reply in the negative when Sam spoke out. Yknow, thats actually not a terrible idea! George seemed just about ready to question her statement, but she continued. Get in there, steal a few magic apples, get out of there. Knowing you, it would be easy peasy, right? Kreig gave an uncertain nod, clearly put-off by her sudden enthusiasm. But youre not going alone. Ah. There it was. Im coming along. Georgell stay here at home and do Stuff.

A knowing gaze was exchanged between the brother and sister pair.

Of course, George said slowly, much like a conspirator only just now joining in on it. Ill prepare anything else that might be needed. More than mere fruit is to be used, correct?

Kreig gave a curt nod. Indeed. Well need a proper bottle, burnt wort will do fine, alongside a cloth and a bowl. The rest will require only the skills I have, though many villages had special distilleries to prepare it.

Itll be ready when you return, George said, his eyes focused on Sams. There was an exchange of unspoken words, but Kreig couldnt catch it. Instead, he turned back to his food. After all, they had been in the middle of dinner.

Acquiring the Messiahs Fruit would have to wait just a little.