Chapter 148 - 127 The Queen’s Prophecy
After returning to the mansion, Casas instructed Noen not to let a word of this slip, otherwise Noen’s father wouldn’t let him off the hook.
"I understand, young master," Noen responded.
After stepping into the temple, Noen had fulfilled a long-held wish; he had finally seen the Divine Statue of Kagawus in that magnificent temple, the great God spoken of by the priests, so grand and solemn.
But the fulfillment of one wish meant the planting of another in the soil of his heart, taking root and sprouting.
One night, Noen dreamed of that mural.
In the dream, Noen saw himself standing before the altar, gazing for a long time at the mural. He reached out and touched the figure of the Prophet on it, whose image blended into the brilliance coming from the mountains, appearing mysterious and supremely sacred.
Noen shifted his gaze to the mountains; although the mural was so decrepit and stiff, the brilliance seemed vivid, as if there was a kind of vitality that no color could describe, transmitting into his own body from the light.
He couldn’t remember the rest of the dream, only that he woke up drenched in sweat, gasping for air. He did not know what the dream meant, nor why he would have such a dream.
Noen did not bother to seek a Dream Interpreter like the Nobles and commoners would. For someone like him, a half-breed who dared not hope for more, even if the dream had meaning, it was meaningless.
After returning from the temple, Noen fell back into the dull life of a servant, tending camels, horses, and other livestock for his master’s family as usual, managing the housework, patrolling the estate...
Noen’s life did not change because of that sudden dream; just like his father, he always remembered his loyalty to his master’s family.