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With only two days left until the election of the Pilgrimage Church’s second pope, Se-Hoon was silently working in his workshop nestled on the mountainside even after the sun had set.
Click.
He assembled the components he had crafted separately piece by piece, then gazed at the newly assembled lamp now resting on the table. It was rectangular, about the size of a human head; it wasn’t flashy, but it was neatly and elegantly completed.
“…Tsk.”
He couldn’t concentrate. Despite knowing he should be focused on inspecting the lamp, his concentration kept drifting back to yesterday’s conversation in the Netherworld.
“Using the archbishops’ Sanctuary is fine. But I oppose giving them command of the operation. You know the relationship between the Pilgrim and his followers isn’t exactly ordinary. They’re too easily influenced by each other—for better or worse. If you don’t intend to take charge, I won’t force you. If things get even a little out of hand, though, just become the pope. It’ll make handling the worst-case scenario easier.”
In particular, Se-Hoon couldn’t stop thinking about Meirin’s suggestion for him to become the second pope in Kamal’s stead.
Me, becoming the next pope…
Truthfully, when Se-Hoon first heard of the prayer...
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