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The Pilgrim, Karl Anderson, was a man who appeared to be in his mid-thirties despite actually being fifty-six.
He was someone who had been just an ordinary hero known for his healing magic, even when he reached S-rank. However, upon becoming a Perfect One, he transformed the world by introducing a new type of mana—divine mana—and founded the Pilgrimage Church.
From then on, the Church rapidly expanded by absorbing other existing religious groups, propelling Karl’s status and making him arguably more influential than Wurgen in some respects.
“Hmm…”
To Se-Hoon’s eyes, however, Karl, who was sitting on the ground and caressing the surroundings, looked like a strange cult leader.
“Hmm… Mhm…”
The scene of Karl constantly stroking parts of the Pilgrim’s Path with a serious expression, so concentrated that he looked like he was doing something monumental, was oddly comical.
Wouldn’t his followers be… disillusioned if they saw this?
Then again, looking back, all the archbishops Se-Hoon had met described Karl as both divine and unpretentious. He had always thought they were just saying Karl was humble, and the scene before his eyes made it clear Karl really wasn’t one for formalities.
Well, no matter how odd he looks, he’s still a Perfect One.
Regardless of how the Pilgrim looked, letting down one’s guard around him was still dangerous, especially when considering the Pilgrimage Church’s texts about heresy.
Meanwhile, as Se-Hoon was lost in thought, waiting for Karl to finish his investigation, a woman with bright blonde hair was staring at Se-Hoon intently from where she stood nearby.
“…”
“…”
“…Why are you staring...
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