บท 651: The Open Stratagem

In the Golden Cathedral in Aalto, Violet.

It was close to early evening. Led by Philibell, Gossett and the rest of the priests finished their Sunday prayers. Without saying a word, Philibell stood up and went back to his living room. In the past, he would stay to preach or guide the priests.

"What happened?" asked a red robe confusedly.

Gossett shook his head, "No idea. It's been a month that His Excellency's been acting weird."

"A month? Does this have anything to do with Arcana Voice? They say that His Holiness is Viken, the disaster sorcerer…" the red robe was rather apprehensive.