Mitchell's gaze was fixed on the building ahead.
Above the building loomed a cross, with a human figure bound to it.
Engraved on the walls were the bodies of women with wings...
Mitchell glanced and then withdrew his gaze.
A disdainful snort escaped his lips.
After walking a few dozen meters.
Mitchell arrived at the tall and heavy front door of the building.
It seemed to be made of oak, its surface carved with intricate and exquisite religious symbols.
From the Era of Light to the life deeds of the Saints, every detail was vividly depicted.
No need for Mitchell to knock.
The massive door suddenly opened from within.
A gap appeared, wide enough for one person to pass through.
A middle-aged priest in a white robe poked his head out from behind the door.
After confirming Mitchell's figure and face.
The middle-aged priest explained, "Your Highness, the Archbishop is in the lounge."
"Due to certain reasons, I cannot escort you there."
Mitchell smiled gently, "Father Scáthach, it's good enough that you informed me the Archbishop has returned to the Main Cathedral."
"Afterward, I can find him myself."
The middle-aged priest named Scáthach nodded.
He opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something.
But soon, he closed it again.
Seeing Scáthach's hesitant expression, Mitchell smiled and said.
"Father Scáthach, you can rest assured."
"Regardless of whether I gain the support of the Church, the favor promised to you will never change."
"To make you the Bishop of the Church in Bordeaux City of the Karedi Empire!"
Upon hearing the word 'Bishop' again, a noticeable anticipation flashed in Scáthach's eyes.
He responded, "Thank you, Your Highness, in advance."
Scáthach stepped aside to allow Mitchell to enter.
As Mitchell stepped into the Church, Scáthach quickly closed the heavy oak door and locked it.
Scáthach's gaze turned towards the depths of the Church, explaining.
"According to my understanding of the Archbishop, he should be instructing the illusion breakers right now."
"Your Highness, you can directly head to the Archbishop's lounge to find him."
"However, Your Highness,"
"Tonight, I was never in the Church, and you never saw me."
"In fact, with my identity, I couldn't possibly meet you."
Mitchell nodded satisfactorily, "Of course."
Having received Mitchell's affirmative response, Scáthach concurred.
He no longer spoke, heading towards a nearby wooden door.
Finally.
He disappeared into the shadow beyond the wooden door.
Mitchell withdrew his gaze, his steps moving deeper into the Main Cathedral.
Perhaps because it was late at night.
The Church's interior revealed no sign of anyone.
The high vaulted ceiling stretched upward, giving an impression of infinite expanse.
Under the glow of oil lamps and candles, Mitchell could clearly see the intricate frescoes on the dome.
They depicted stories from the "Oath of Light" and scenes of Heaven.
Mitchell walked down the wide and orderly aisle.
On either side of him, neat rows of wooden benches lined the aisle.
Along with the slightly flickering light of the oil lamps and candles.
Adding an air of mystery and solemnity to the already tranquil Church interior.
Mitchell did not stop walking, continuing deeper into the Church.
...
In the Archbishop's lounge.
A young boy, his face covered in grime, stared wide-eyed at the middle-aged man in a purple vestment.
The young boy nervously asked.
"Lord Archbishop, can you really provide food for me and my sister?"
"As long as I come to you, can you give us food every day?"
Looking at the boy who only reached up to his waist.
Uli Perik smiled gently, revealing a look of pity and kindness.
He extended his pale right hand, blue veins visible, and gently placed it on the boy's head.
Uli spoke softly, "Of course, Yosis."
"The God of Light will always watch over His followers."
"As long as you are willing to become a servant of the God of Light, He will not let His servants go hungry."
"Little Yosis, are you willing to become His servant?"
Listening to Archbishop Uli's words, Yosis' eyes were full of excitement.
Just as they said.
As long as he sought out Archbishop Uli in the dead of night, as long as he received the Archbishop's favor, he could receive food!
What surprised Yosis was that Archbishop Uli told him he could receive gifted food every day.
Which meant he and his sister would never have to worry about not having enough food again?
Thinking of the previous scenes when he shivered from hunger, Yosis quickly spoke.
"Lord Archbishop, I am willing! Yosis is very willing!"
"I can even introduce my sister to you, so she can also become a servant of the God of Light!"
After finishing his words.
Yosis looked up, eyes bright as he gazed at Uli.
Uli shook his head, smiling as he said.
"Rather than introductions, the God of Light values your bond with Him more."
"Your sister has not yet formed a bond with Him."
Upon hearing this, disappointment appeared on Yosis' face.
Uli's tone changed, "However, as long as you are willing to become His servant, it won't be long before your sister also hears His call and becomes His servant."
Yosis nodded with joy, "That would be wonderful, Lord Archbishop."