Jack woke up feeling completely energized. He took his right hand and moved it over the right side of his stomach where the pressure was situated and tapped on it.
You are my little blessing.
He still felt anemic, but it wasn't as bad as before. He got up from the bed and began to walk towards the table with the paper he wrote on last night.
Despite him not eating for a long time, he didn't feel weak, or at least he felt like he was using his body normally, but the way his body moved around, he knew that it was slower than before.
I should have been more careful when dealing with this pressure..
He lifted his right hand and looked at it. I'm not gonna risk fixing it. I can live with this..
If I fuck it up again, I may actually become retarded.
He looked at the sheet of paper he wrote on yesterday in many little words. Some of them were blue, black, red; others were glowing.
But sitting smack at the center of the page sat a slightly larger writing in pure gold.
"Jack"
Seeing the name written in gold, Jack couldn't stop grinning. That single word alone was probably worth more in gold than his entire savings.
Of course, that was at the cost of what he assumed was his mana.
Checking his right pocket, he found the bag that Varen gave him yesterday.
I should also get my pay from Aldric when I see him.
With nothing else to do, Jack left his house and began walking towards Delma's bakery, but not before he drank some water from the well at the end of the street.
He walked around the desolate neighborhood, past the way-shrine which he paid his respects to, and down the street towards the intersection.
People were already moving out and about to their work and whatnot. Eventually, Jack entered and left Delma's bakery with a normal-sized baguette worth five flora. The shop itself had about nine people inside, so he couldn't make discussion with the busy baker.
He ate his bread on his way down towards the Clock-tower market, where the merchants themselves had already begun to set up their stalls. Right near one of the entrances to the market was the notice board, and standing in front of it reading it stood the chubby Mr. Randam.
Jack looked at Randam and spoke. "Mr. Randam, I hope you ate well."
I certainly didn't.
The two of them greeted each other and made sure they both remembered the plan properly.
There was a best outcome to this plan. Since Compes cannot be immediately punished by the law, the best outcome was to move this matter to the churches, who had their own authority and enforcement.
Since Salvation had her own Braves acting as her soldiers, then Mardrago might also have something similar, and something told Jack that they will be free, unlike the soldiers that also act as guards.
So the two of them, with Mr. Randam, left for one of the churches of Mardrago, the one accessible for the lower classes.
They walked back up the road Jack took towards the intersection with Delma's bakery, then took a left towards another road and walked on it until reaching a church made of brick and a round top.
Next to it was a graveyard that, unlike the ones on earth that Jack was used to, had three colorful wooden planks stuck in the ground.
This church has the number three as a symbol?
Jack made this assumption due to the constant number three around the Church of Mardrago, like the three sailors, the three-finger gesture, as well as the three wood planks at each grave.
Around the church were also normal housings made of the same material as the church, possibly the same housing Aldric spoke about.
Now inside, the church finally became more decorated. The inside was the same as a Christian Orthodox church.
The internal part was a round room, and the entrance area was like a rectangle leading towards the circle; at the back, another rectangle room hidden beyond a wooden wall.
Big, beautifully carved chairs linked together forming a type of bench were placed next to the walls, allowing the inside of the church to be free and spacious.
The place was not decorated with gold or any precious metals; the beauty was brought about only by the carved wood, the painted windows giving color to the inside, and depictions on the walls and roofs.
On the circular part of the roof was a depiction of a grand blue dragon flying around an eye-like depiction of the universe that was violet-dominant and green at the edges, with a solar system depicted as the big center and becoming smaller and smaller, eventually becoming like the edges of an eye.
This is!
Jack was taken aback by this depiction, not because this late medieval-level society had access to how the universe looked to people in modern times—gods apparently existed in this world, so the knowledge was accessible, especially to a church.
What surprised him was the solar system that was at its center.
It was his world's solar system!