On that day, Sarah and I took an escort out to the cathedral in 1st Street because the church had contacted us.

There is no way to say no if it is a call from the Nicolo Priest.

The day of the Cardinal's revelation loomed, and he was called for that final meeting.

To be honest, I don't wonder why the outsider I am called to a church ritual that I can't even be present on the same day, but when there is a flaw (a shadow) in the revelation, I die in a physical sense, so I have no choice.

If you enter the cathedral grounds, there will be no raids.

Ever since Michelino Sacrifice agreed to strike, indeed, the sorcerer's raid has disappeared, and the great nobles of some city want to avoid making the church itself an enemy.

When passed into a room hidden by the priests of the guidance, there were a large number of priests lined up with the Nicolo Priest and Michelino Sacrifice, and then during the ceremony of delivery, to discuss.

We came in late and waited smaller so we wouldn't get in the way of an argument in the corner of the room.

When the tea I had brewed awhile later became cold, Priest Nicolo raised his face as he first noticed here, and invited him.

"My name is Kenji and I have offered the Cardinal's shoes. I'm here for you."

And I greeted the priests other than Priest Nicolo.

"Greetings are good. I want your opinion."

and blocked by the Nicolo Priest.

"How are you? I am ignorant about sequences within the church..."

That word is my true meaning. The priests here will be the handsome ones under the umbrella of the Nicolo Priest. It's not just the identity, but the hassle of those who have been bought their practical abilities and are nearby. And priests are experts in the planning and execution of rituals. I don't think there's anything like being able to say to an amateur like me.

"I don't expect that from you."

The advice, the answer from Priest Nicolo, was not elegant.

"As for the shoes of the offerings, they are already at the disposal of the Cardinal"

"It's an honor. The craftsmen of the company will tremble in their admiration."

I expressed my deep gratitude to Priest Nicolo for his words.

I also assumed that my shoes would be missing due to obstruction within the church, so this really got my shoulder load off.

Priest Nicolo followed his words without worrying about how I was.

"I've tested for poison and magic, and now I'm wearing it myself."

"Yes... eh?

Why is the Cardinal wearing my shoes? Surely, because of the very strict order in which it has been set, it was not planned to wear it only during the Congregation to explain it to the priests?

When he saw my bewildered face, Priest Nicolo explained it seemed troublesome.

"Shoes worn in an official setting are strictly determined. But it doesn't even set footwear for private occasions. Well, since your shoes are the cheapest of the offerings, there seems to have been some circumstance that you can easily wear them. Now, it seems to be my favorite shoe for a long time."

"Ha..."

I wonder what it is. This indescribable lightness of the sign for the Cardinals, who were so threatened, targeted to their lives, and finally won.

Never bad information. Rather, I would say good news.

It can be said that the latter is much more at the service of the Cardinals in the reputation of being worn in official seats for rituals and, in fact, also being used regularly in private seats.

Besides, if it is for rituals, it is only worn once and it ends, but if it means it is worn in a private seat, it is possible to make repeated dedication.

That means that the company (of which) will have a higher reputation and the power of the Nicolo Priest, who is holding people behind it, will also be stronger.

But what is it about the lightness of your existence that makes you feel like a great person and depends on your business and your life?

While that would be what identity and power are in a feudal society, this unconvincing emotion was likely to continue to smoke in my chest for a long time.