A group of people with nothing better to do immediately followed behind, believing that if their suspicions were correct, missing this would be regrettable for a long time.
Who would want to miss the chance to witness a deity, especially a god closely linked to their place of life?
Even catching a glimpse would be an experience envied by neighboring towns.
"Hurry, hurry!"
"Quickly, to Blue Lake! Something big is happening!"
"Boss, I have a stomachache..."
"Stop calling out, your boss has already left."
"..."
By the time Gauss reached the water's edge, a crowd had unknowingly gathered by the lakeside behind him.
The lake's edge had a thin layer of ice but hadn't frozen the entirety of Blue Lake.
Gauss noticed that upon reaching the lakeside, there was still no reaction around him.
Guessing that perhaps the Lake God was "sleeping too deeply," he had no choice but to draw the Water Sword and thrust it through the thin ice into the lake.
