The bishop's voice echoed in the hall, laughing.

I still can't see, and the voices I hear echo against the wall, so they don't even grab me in the approximate direction.

I don't know if Risha is here, but what I've found is that there's nothing I can do about it.

In the first place, I am alone here now.

I've never moved on to figure out what kind of person they are, but it's a good idea to be quiet now rather than taking tough measures in times of emergency.

Don't get killed first.

Secondly, gaining credibility.

And get information if you can afford it.

Let's act on this priority.

"Monsignor, may I ask you one question?"

Hmm, what is it?

"That's why the bishop tried to bring the witch here. Why did we need someone to communicate with other religious gods when we should have something we believed in?

When the man in the mask stood up silently, he grabbed me in the chest. [M]

Hold your trembling hands and feet tight and pierce the poker face.

Lisha always helped me.

But now I have to protect myself.

Remember that inadvertent shaking and provocation can lead to death.

Hmm?

Karan, a man looks down at the dry sound.

Behind our gaze was a wooden emblem.

"... uhh"

The man in the mask stopped moving in the bishop's unexpected voice.

"Rosie, you were a believer."

"Yeah, I've been an orphan since I got a heart attack. I needed something to trust."

Pick up the church emblem and put it in your pocket.

I thought it could be used for something, but I'm glad it was useful at once.

"Ibel, do not make a rough imitation of those who believe in the same teaching. Ready?"

"Bishop Willem! I'm sorry, but this kid sabotaged our activities. No matter how faithful I am, I can't overlook it like this...!

A moment of silence comes for the sake of thought.

"I see... Hmm, tell me what's going on. Be gentle. If I make a judgment based on that, I will not object either. I'll follow up on the witch."

"Mi, do what you want...."

Afterwards, we bow our heads to the bishop, who stopped talking, and we leave this place behind.

Was it me or the man in the mask who stroked his chest the moment he went out?

... well, I'm sure they're both.

It was the wrong person to kidnap at great cost and risk, so this man could also be punished.

That point is on hold because I pretended to be a believer.

Though it was a mistake, I don't suppose it was because I brought someone completely unrelated.

Anyway, you can think of this as a way out of a life-threatening situation.

……

Because if this man had sworn false allegiance to the bishop, feelings associated with self-defense, such as fear and anxiety, would not have emerged.

In other words, we have not yet devoted everything to faith.

I want to defend my position within the congregation, and I want to improve my status if I have a chance.

Sometimes it is easier to manipulate ideas because they are easier to read and easier to read.

So here's my next move. [M]

"It's okay, you're doing nothing wrong. I'll explain that to the bishop when it's time."

"... what?

"You just acted in line with the fate of grabbing the hood character, and that's why I replaced her. Look, you've fulfilled your destiny. There's no fault, is there?

When the hood was shaken gently, the hair was caught unexpectedly and a pure white mask approached in front of her.

At this distance, I finally understood.

The mask is as simple as shredding and shaping a tree and coloring it white from above.

"... kid. Do you know what it means to cheat the Prophet here?

I'm not a prophet, I'm a fortuneteller.

"What's different?"

"The Prophet uses his power to steer the bigger picture in a better direction - that is, a leadership presence. You can't do that to me. [M] I brought you here because I wanted to help the Patriarch with these trivial powers."

The evidence is...

"The proof that I'm a fortuneteller will prove that I'm here now. It's not normal for kids like me to get out of your profession."

"Do I have to see the future?

"That's the way it is."

A man with a few seconds to spare and a remorse gets his hands off my hair. [M]

I fixed my disturbed hair with a hand comb and now reached out to me. [M]

"... what are you doing?"

"I'm going to show you another piece of evidence. You won't believe me even if I say it in words, so I'll prove it by actually helping the Patriarch."

That said, he smiled and turned his back on me without saying anything.

Well, I didn't think you'd fool me that easily.

... well then, let's try it for the first time in a while.

"--- (Inchiki) Let's reopen the fortune-telling hall."