Capítulo 116: Fake Bible

Dragged out of the cell, Ian found himself in the lengthy and shady tunnel once again. Throughout the route, only the half-open door at the end of the path could be clearly seen, the magnificent light bleeding out of the gap too radiant to ignore in the dim underground.

Unlike how it seemed, the pathway wasn't that lengthy. He arrived at the entrance of the room soon enough and was pushed inside by the guards, left alone afterward. 

Stepping in, Ian had to squint his eyes shut, his pupils burning from how intense the light was. The walls and the floor were all white and golden, reflecting the already intense lighting, and adding the the immense glow inside the room. With chandeliers dangling from above and decorated pillars soaring up, the confession room appeared as majestic as the imperial castle. The place screamed elegance, brimming with the glory of The Sun, bearing a holiness surprising to find in this dark damp underground prison.