But there were bigger problems at hand. Rita asked, "How am I supposed to get to the tavern? And how could I possibly fool gods who've been beyond divine grace for who knows how long?"
The King puffed up proudly. "Looks like you don't really understand what it means when they say 'no existence can perceive your past, present, or future.'"
The six cats behind the hairless cat nodded in perfect unison.
Rita asked honestly, "What does it mean? I thought it just meant I couldn't be divined."
During casual chats, Shadow.Q had once shared a piece of gossip. The divination circles in BS had effectively blacklisted her. No one accepted commissions related to BS Rita anymore. They even gave her a nickname: The Unknown.
As they spoke, the ship beneath them began to shrink.
The King and the six deputy captains jumped off Cat's Ideal one after another. Rita was about to follow when the King stopped her.
"You stay. Let your pet come down."
