The massive doors of the church suddenly swung open.
A group of people entered, their presence immediately filling the room.
That alone was enough to make the priests straighten.
But there was one man among them who immediately caught my attention.
He looked to be in his early thirties. Golden hair framed a handsome face, and his green eyes swept across the room with calm confidence.
There was something about him that reminded me of a lion.
Not because of his appearance.
Despite keeping it under control, his aura still leaked out, and it was far more powerful than that of an average Overlord Rank.
"Erazel."
When I heard his name, I immediately pieced things together. So this was the man who was trying to steal my wife.
He had some nerve showing his face here. If I weren't so merciful and magnanimous, his head would already be flying through the air.
I could kill him with a snap of my fingers, but that would be a little too violent.
