“Nonsense!” A sharp rebuke interrupted Wayne. From the group of the Church of Heavenly Father, a middle-aged man in a white robe stepped forward. He was the Archbishop of the Londan church. Bluntly, he said, “I don’t know if the knight speaks the Goddess of Death’s oracle, but I know that the mortal world has mortal laws, and all churches have signed an agreement that we cannot arbitrarily use our power to interfere with it. That is true fairness.”0

“To my knowledge, the Church of Heavenly Father was once the greatest injustice upon the world,” Wayne huffed sarcastically. “You controlled all power, and the fact that the Papal State still stands is the best proof of that. Without your interference, the country would’ve transitioned into a constitutional monarchy long ago.”0

The Archbishop’s eyes twitched. The Death Knight was right about that, but the Papal State had its own problem. Managing a large estate was challenging. Moreover, the Papal...0