Grimdawn paused and glanced at Reen, who smirked knowingly.
Then he turned his gaze back to the crowd.
"I'll give this to him, even though he was my enemy—God Raashim was a decent sea god. He was also good at doing the bare minimum to gain maximum faith.
But when it comes to business?" Eren clicked his tongue.
"The man was an amateur. He could've done a lot more here if he'd actually paid attention to the situation.
Instead, he just kept you all on the backburner. I guess the only reason he came here was because he wanted to take an active part in the Witches' Sabbath."
Even without interrogating Shir, Eren had already figured out God Raashim's intentions. He sighed and continued.
"Anyway. Never mind the past. Now that I'm here, we're going to turn this patch of sea into a proper enterprise."
The crowd, stunned at first, slowly began to murmur again. But this time, it wasn't fear—it was excitement.
