Vanguard of the Eternal Night

A middle-aged man dressed in a white robe.

White robes, probably Lars followers... with a gold necklace on the neck, jewels and brilliant decorations on the fingers.

It is unthinkable with the followers of the total Book Mountain of Lars.

"I don't know, Bishop Abram (...)"

What...?

Is this the bishop?

I can't believe a man of such stature is a bishop...

Maybe......

"That's right. But don't be a witch. You can let the outsiders in on your own or you can't care. Because of the total book mountain of Lars. And if anything happens to the witch (...) I'm not the next archbishop, either."

That's what Bishop Abram says.

Lulu said you were after your life. Is it still this guy?

"... I apologize for taking the liberty of applying. But these people are big husbands. Because you are protected by the Spirit of Light."

Lulu looks at me.

And with that, Bishop Abram glanced at me.

"... I see. One, it's special. But it's a rumored dragon killer. Well, goodbye. Anyway, let's not have a problem."

Bishop Abram walked out and stood up, leaving me alone.

I can't see you anymore. You can see me later.