Chapter 679: Chaos in the Chapel      

Princess Lorelai's face darkened with a surge of magical energy. With a determined wave of her hand, the scent dissipated, vanishing into the air. 

Her eyes glinted with anger as she spoke through gritted teeth, "Salister," she hissed, her voice laden with resentment. "I can't believe he would stoop this low. My father trusted him. We trusted him."

"It's not your fault," Ren offered. "Salister has a talent for deceiving everyone."

"We'll put an end to his schemes and bring justice to those he exploited," chimed Elena.

The group then proceeded to the next room, finding themselves in the library. 

The atmosphere was thick with ancient knowledge, shelves upon shelves filled with religious texts from various beliefs, both modern and historical. 

Among them were scattered tomes on agriculture, politics, and history, though they were outnumbered by the religious volumes.