It wasn't until after Avalon and the group entered the city gates that Avalon put down the book "Parthia" in his hand and looked at Old Ibn with some hesitation: "Does this really work?"
This was something Old Ibn had slipped to him just as they were approaching the oasis.
Old Ibn had instructed Avalon to recite the lines from the first chapter — Avalon felt it was somewhat embarrassing, so he tweaked the lines a bit to make themselves sound more natural.
Of course, he knew what this was. It was like a religious classic, but in the desert, there was no religion that believed in the savior from "Parthia"...
Though that's quite normal, Avalon thought. After all, gods truly exist in this world, and compared to the vague future savior, it is still the real, power-bestowing gods that are worth believing in.
"I think it seems to be working well."
Hayna complained, "They've all turned into a writhing mass on the ground, desperately wanting to kowtow."
