Although he had behaved relatively calmly in the Dream Realm just now, he was, after all, facing a true Divine. This Divine was incredibly weak, one might even say still in a state of decline.
Fortunately, although this Divine seemed somewhat quirky, they were at least amiable and approachable.
This meant Alka didn't feel too much pressure.
Footsteps came from behind.
The Great Gardener walked over.
"Have you finished conversing with our Divine?"
Alka turned around and nodded.
Only then did he notice the Great Gardener frozen in place, staring intently at his forehead.
Alka was sure his eyes hadn't deceived him.
A hint of envy flashed in the old man's eyes.
The envy, however, was fleeting.
The Great Gardener looked at Alka and nodded, his attitude noticeably warmer.
"Since you have accepted our Divine's mission, please don't hesitate to ask if you need any help."
Alka nodded. He could now clearly feel a faint, almost imperceptible sense of direction guiding him.
