"I won't kill you," Jason reassured, his tone firm yet devoid of malice. "I merely need to use the altar for a moment."
The lead cleric, a seasoned mage of considerable power, managed to recover first from the unsettling encounter. With a voice still tinged with fear, he inquired, "My Lord...where are you from?"
"From outside," Jason replied nonchalantly, his gaze scanning the intricate symbols of the altar.
The crowd buzzed with renewed vigor. "From outside? Outside the small world?!"
"Did someone from the outside world come in? The prophecy of the demon god..." The whispers grew louder, the air thick with speculation and a hint of dread.
As Jason prepared to invoke the contract spell, a technique he had gleaned through his exceptional skill of mind reading, the leading cleric stepped back, his fear palpable. "From outside... Are you an adventurer from Orario?!"