Holy Light Church Headquarters, in the depths.
The Archbishop, who originally seemed like a refined uncle-type character, was now showing signs of sudden death as he worked overtime approving documents.
He had just completed five meetings today and only had time to gulp down some compressed nutrient liquid before returning to the office to handle paperwork. This fervent work ethic made other bishops feel inferior and filled with admiration.
But it was rough on his assistants. Originally, there should have been a team of assistants with him, but due to the long hours and high-intensity work, the assistants kept collapsing. Now, only two young men were left tirelessly circulating around him, one responsible for bringing documents in, and the other for taking them out.
