"May I ask you a favor, Als Barca? Are you sure you want to save everyone?
"... that's a difficult question to define as saving. Well, then, shall we make arrangements to work with you? Here's what I'd like to ask of the Virgin: First of all, as the Blue Virgin, I would like you to send me a request for help to Als Barca. And I want you to work with me to guide the land in the future. That way, I will be able to exercise my influence around here."
"Then I would like to ask Als Barca to do the following: One, rebuild the Holy City. Two, to restore the land of death to its former abundance, and three, to the children, and no, to all the poor."
"I see. The rebuilding of the Holy City, restoring the power of the land, and solving the problem of poverty. However, these will be handled by my brother Kyle Reed through me. That's why I'm asking you to help Kyle with one more thing."
"I see. Now let's acknowledge this in writing. We must keep each other's previous covenants, and those who break them must be willing to accept any sin. All right?
"Yes, I promise, Miriam."
Good, good.
After all, this person is not a bad person in essence.
I don't think the plant with the danger of salt grass was grown from me, but I only tried to use it in a situation.
It sprouted from the seeds stored underground in the sacred city, so I tried to take advantage of it.
But it wasn't just a good person, was it?
I probably denied it with my mouth, but I should have thought about using it as a drug.
Maybe it was already being refined somewhere and sold as medicine.
Anyway, if you were trying to rebuild the Holy City, you'd need a hell of a lot of money.
No matter how popular it is with the people, it will be difficult to get that much funding by operating away from the church headquarters in the north.
Perhaps this Virgin has enough warmth to swallow with the cloudiness.
Even if I dye my hands dirty behind my back, I am only prepared to achieve my goals.
That's why we also used children to save salt grass, which affects the human body.
By the way, I must be the reason this Virgin doesn't have any money.
To Pope Paul, who restructured the church in the city of Fontana, I accommodated the money through the Barca Bank.
At that time, we had a few conditions in place.
Along with interest and repayment periods, some conditions were imposed on the use.
It is to place the headquarters of the church in Fontana.
And it meant not rebuilding the sacred capital site.
At that time, we could not afford to reach out to the land outside the country, which is still a distant site, the ruins of the sacred capital.
And I didn't like to have a strong organization outside the Fontana Kingdom.
That's why I asked them to spend the loan basically as a top domestic priority.
Therefore, Mirialia, who remained on the ruins of the Holy City without responding to Pope Paul's request, must have suffered financially.
But maybe she has another side.
That's ambitious.
If we really want peace for people and the resurrection of the land, there must be other things we can do.
If I really had to, I could have borrowed money from Pope Paul with my head down.
Alternatively, if Pope Paul could ask me and the Fontana to resurrect the Holy City, we could have negotiated to get the money out.
Yet he remained near the ruins of the sacred capital in disregard of Pope Paul's request.
And the most important goal is to rebuild the sacred capital.
I mean, she didn't tell me directly, but she had the best wish.
Blue Virgin Mirialia wants to be a pope.
Perhaps there was complacency in saying that he would be the next Pope.
I don't know if you're conscious or unconscious, but maybe Pride worked.
I deserve the Pope, who is at the top of the church.
However, in recent years, when he suddenly began to gain strength, Paul appeared, who had risen from a mere priest to the pope in just about 10 years.
Perhaps he couldn't accept Pope Paul.
That is why I stayed south without responding to Pope Paul's request, aiming to rebuild the sacred city independently.
To say that he is worthy of the Pope as the one who restored the Holy Land to the Church at dawn when it was realized.
I wonder if that's why I've been working here until now, dying my hands for dangerous behavior.
However, the road to achieving that ambition is now halted before our eyes.
By my presence.
The Holy Land itself is being plundered into the sky for the members of the church.
You won't be able to refuse to deal with me here.
Because it means that you will never be able to do anything to the Holy City itself, which is the only thing left to fulfill your wish.
I was profiling her like this while talking to Mirialia.
If so, perhaps you will listen to my request even if it is handled vigorously.
After resurrecting the Holy City, the administration of the Holy City may be entrusted to Miriam, not Pope Paul.
Should I whisper like that?
That way, you'll be relying on that little hope to spare my cooperation.
Well, even if not, there is no harm in getting along with the great men of the church.
Somehow, it is the most powerful organization in the status quo.
Thus, we made an arrangement with Mirialia and put it together in a letter. We descended again to the site of the sacred capital, where the ascension had stopped.