Carla laid her hand on her chin and gazed down at Gaius as her long lashes covered her.
Gaius nodded quietly but shook his neck left and right without putting his hair in between.
"No, as I said earlier, you didn't totally get to read your thoughts, did you? As light as the influx..."
Gaius just told me not to get it wrong.
Then Carla grinned at the edge of her mouth and nodded to reassure Gaius.
"Oh, I know. So... what was Augrus' thought of that slight influx?
Then Gaius turned his face slightly to the side and squeezed out the words with a bare gesture to remind him of his memory.
"... right. Pretty... I was in trouble...?
"Were you in trouble? Is that because your strength is so low compared to your original potential?
To Carla's direct words, Gaius shrugged his shoulders and gave him a disgusting look.
"I say too much clarity about anything and everything. Well, actually, it seems so. Thank you. My natural potential sounds like a hell of a lot of stuff."
"Yeah. So I was having trouble wondering what Augloss was up with..."
Carla even asked, as Gaius said the words and blurred his view of the void as if he had somehow lost focus.
"What's up? Are you worried about something?
Asked by Carla, Gaius said to me as if he had returned.
"No, I didn't bring out my original potential, so I was wondering why Augloss was in trouble."
Then, when they said it, Carla also thought about it.
"Hmm, sure... but Augrus said you were destined to challenge God to battle. But its strength is quite low at the moment. So I was having trouble... Hmm, I do feel like something is a little different..."
"It is. I don't know why I'm destined to fight God. Does Augloss have trouble losing with that? Because if I die, Augloss dies, too? I don't think so..."
"Hmm... Augrus also said in his lifetime that he had challenged God to fight. But his spirit is still in you. Which means it hasn't vanished. If you ever challenge God to fight and defeat him, you won't know if that spirit will vanish."
"... That's right. I don't know... I think it's quite subtle... but I have no idea what it is..."
When Gaius put it that way, he once again looked at the void with a blurred look as if the thread of concentration had been broken.