Miracle day.
As if they couldn't get tired of it, the citizens of Lupus talked about it every day.
How the city was entangled in thousands of black tentacles, shrouded by the Heavenly King, when the holy light shone aloft, and the Heavenly King disappeared into thin air.
'Nonsense.'
Even if the whole church, including the pope, were to hold a holy ceremony as a group, there was no way they would harness that intensity of holy mana, let alone an individual.
'But there was a pronouncement from the Goddess and then the Pope…'
It was clear that he had expedited the monster alone.
They just had no notion of what method was used.
Lorian let out a deep sigh.
"Is that why it's so hard to dig into?"
"It's not, not really. If we don't bother trying to put him down, we can win enough people's hearts either way."
"That will be enough. We don't have to overdo it and mess up our objective."
"Understood."
Calion nodded his head.
Lorian's gaze darted away from him to the other nobles.
