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Star-Embracing Swordmaster Chapter 97: I forgive your sins (3)

Chapter 97: I forgive your sins (3)

In​⁠​ the alleyways burning‍⁠⁠ in the heat⁠ of the night,​ only miserable remnants‌⁠ remained.

A moment for everyone,​‌‍ both those who‌‍ worked and those⁠​⁠ who played, to‍​ find their shade​ somewhere and fall‌​​ asleep.

At⁠‌‍ that moment, when‌‍‌ the sun had‌​ not yet risen,⁠‌⁠ there were people​⁠‍ entering with the‌ church’s flag.

“Everyone‍ stop!”

Soldiers‍​ trample the garbage‍ in the dirty‍ alleys.

The‌ place where they​ stopped was an‌ inn run by‍ Madame Marcella. It⁠‌ was the smile‍‍⁠ of a Rose.‍‍

“We‍ come on behalf⁠⁠⁠ of Pedro, Bishop⁠​ of Soara!”

“The‍ owner of this⁠‍ place, open the⁠‍‍ door!”

Knight‌​⁠ Vlad ignored the‍ indulgences granted by​‌ Bishop Pedro.

This​​ was equivalent to​‍⁠ ignoring the will⁠​⁠ of God and​​⁠ was a serious​​‍ act that could⁠‌ be called blasphemy.​​​

And⁠‌ here, in the​ smile of the‍‍ rose, there were‍​ people who killed​ innocent people with‍‌​ him.

“If‌ you don’t open‌⁠⁠ the door now,​ those inside will⁠ also be treated⁠​ as blasphemers!”

The​​ voice of a paladin echoes in⁠⁠​ a quiet alley.​​

It‌ was the will⁠​ of God that⁠‌⁠ reached the place‌ where salvation was‌‍ most needed, but​ it was not​​ a warm smile‌ but a cold‍‍ judgment.

“Bring⁠ the criminals here!”‌⁠

The‌‍‌ smile of a rose that remains‌‌ unfazed despite the​​ abstract orders of‌⁠‌ the paladin.

The‌⁠ paladin, who was​ under the sacred⁠‌‍ banner, nodded as‌⁠‍ if everything had‌ gone well.

Shing!‍⁠

Shing!⁠​

Each‌‌ of the bishop’s‌⁠‌ soldiers drew their​‌ weapons and raised‍ them towards the​⁠⁠ boy’s home.

God’s​​ arms are merciful,⁠​ but His will⁠‌ is cold, so‍⁠ all humans must‍​‌ bow before Him.​‌‌

“Break​ down the door!”‌‌‍

Vlad​ grabbed a shining‌⁠​ star, but its‍ light was still⁠ too weak to‍‌‍ protect not only⁠ himself but also⁠‍‍ those around him.​

The⁠‌ difficulties that come‌ our way are⁠ like a typhoon​‌ and cannot be⁠‌​ stopped with just​‍‌ two hands.

That’s‌ why people must⁠​‌ live leaning on⁠‍‌ each other’s shoulders.‌​

Like‌​ right now.

“You​ have a bad​ temper.”

A man emerges from‍‍ inside with a smile that is⁠‍‌ not illuminated by‌​​ a single candle.⁠

The‍ man with the​⁠ impressive scar on​⁠ his half-shaved head‌​‍ looked like an‍ unusual person wearing‌‌ bright plate armor.‍

“…Who⁠​ are you?”

A man whose eyes⁠ never waver even‍ as he walks‌​ towards dozens of‌ soldiers.

“I‍​ am Mr. Joseph’s⁠ knight, Maxim.”

There‌ is no one​‌ in this city‍ who does not⁠ step aside upon‍‍ hearing the bishop’s⁠ command.

Except​​⁠ Joseph, the mayor‍‍‍ of Soara.

“Sorry,‌​ but we are⁠‌‍ currently investigating the‌‍‍ Smile of Rose‍​ first.”

If‍ the powers are⁠​​ so equal that‌ it is difficult⁠ to compare them,​‍⁠ in the end,‍⁠ justification will come​‌‌ first.

And‌ now, the first​⁠‌ person to exercise‌ judicial authority over‍ the smile of⁠‌ the rose was​‍ Maxim, Joseph’s knight,‌ not the bishop’s‌ paladin.

“The‌‍ people here are⁠‌ suspected of blasphemy.”​⁠

“They⁠ are also suspected‍​ of murder.”

There⁠‌ is a line‌ between nobility and​ the church that‌​ must not be‍​​ crossed.

However,‍ since it was‌‍ Bishop Pedro who⁠ broke the line‌⁠⁠ first, Joseph would‍⁠ have no reason‌⁠ to uphold the​​⁠ implicit rules that​‌​ had been in⁠ place.

“From‌ now on, we​ will block the⁠​ Smile of Rose.⁠⁠ If you want​​​ to enter, ask​⁠ permission from the⁠‌‍ mayor.”

With‍ Maxim’s words, Joseph’s​‍‌ soldiers began to⁠ leave the Smile⁠ of Rose.

Joseph’s‍​⁠ soldiers, advancing the‍​‍ cause, pushed the⁠ bishop’s soldiers without‌‌​ hesitation and began​ to slowly expand​​ their territory.

“…You‌‌ will regret this,⁠‌‍ won’t you?”

The⁠ anger of the‌⁠‍ Holy Knight who‍ had lost his‍‍ prey was fierce,‍ but Maxim just​​ smiled.

Joseph’s⁠ knight Maxim.

He⁠​ was one of‍⁠ the two knights‌⁠‍ who were attacked⁠‍‌ by the woman‍​ who shed black‍‍‍ tears along with‍ Cade.

Regrets​​ can only happen‌‌‍ while you are‍‌‍ alive.

If⁠‌ it weren’t for⁠ Vlad that day,⁠‌‍ Maxim wouldn’t be​ here right now.‍​‍

“I‌‍ owe something too,‍‍‌ so there’s nothing‍​ I can do.”‌⁠‍

The⁠ authority of the‍​​ church was difficult​​ to handle for‌‍ a single knight,⁠‍‍ but Maxim volunteered‍‌ to handle it‍‌ himself.

I thought I had​ to do this‌‌ to pay the​​ price for my​⁠​ life.

***‌‍

A prison in the‍ basement of the‍ Town Hall.

Although​ it was still⁠​⁠ a place where​‍⁠ one could feel‌‍‍ the outside air‌ through the small‍ window, Vlad’s expression⁠‌ was dark.

“I‌ suppose I’ve told⁠​ you to always‌​⁠ be prepared for⁠ what’s next?”

“…”‍

Even‍ if Vlad had​⁠ ten mouths, he‍‍​ had nothing to⁠‌⁠ say in response⁠‌ to Jager’s words​​⁠ coming from outside‍⁠ the window.

“In​‌ the end, all‌‌ the cleanup after‌​‌ you was left‌ to Mr. Joseph.​‌ Fool.”

In‌ the end, it​ wasn’t any different‌⁠ from when I was a squire.​‍

Because⁠‌ in this case,​ all the responsibility‌ falls on Master‍ Joseph.

“I’m‍⁠‌ sorry.”

“…”⁠‍

Jager​​‌ was about to​ burn up inside​ the bars when‍ he saw Vlad⁠‍‍ bow his head⁠ and apologize.

Still,​ I can’t say‌​ much because this​ was more of‍ a trap than‍ a mistake.

‘Fool.’‍

He’s‍ a smart guy,​‍‌ and I know‍ he wouldn’t have‌⁠ done something like⁠⁠⁠ this if he⁠ had a little‌ more perspective.

However,‍⁠ the kid still‌ lacked an understanding‍​​ of the world‌ of nobles and‌⁠ the rest of​⁠ the world, including‌⁠ the church.

Indeed,⁠⁠⁠ Bishop Pedro had‍ chosen an appropriate‌ theme.

“…Sooner​ or later, you’ll​​⁠ have to go‌ to the church​​‍ and testify. Be⁠⁠ prepared for that​ moment.”

The‌ justification is there,⁠ so eventually you⁠ have to go⁠⁠​ to the church⁠⁠ and explain it.‍

Pedro,​‌ who was an​ inquisitor of heresies,⁠‌ had risen to‌‌ the position of⁠‍ bishop due to‍‌‍ his excellent interrogation‌⁠‌ skills, so it‍⁠⁠ was obvious it‌ would be a tough trial.

“…”‌‍‌

Vlad‍‍⁠ watched for a long time as‍ Jager’s back, which⁠​ was getting farther​ away from the‍ bars.

[Don’t⁠ blame yourself. Because⁠​‍ you did what‍ you had to​​ do.]

Despite⁠ the comforting voice,⁠ Vlad couldn’t easily‌ shake off his​ somber feelings.

It‍​ was definitely the⁠‍‍ right thing to‌⁠​ do, and even​ now that I’m‌‍ in prison, I don’t think I did anything wrong,⁠‌ but in the​‌ end, it ended​ up like this.⁠⁠​

“It‌‍⁠ was my fault.”‌

The‌ world of alleys‌ and the world‌‌⁠ of knights are​‌​ different.

Unlike‌​‍ an alley where‍​ you have to⁠ pay on the⁠ spot to avoid‍⁠ being looked down‌​ upon, a knight’s‌ anger must be‍‍‍ like thick lava⁠‍ that can be⁠⁠ used for the‍‍‍ future.

A sword is sharp‌‍‍ and must be⁠ heavy.

And​​ it seemed that​​ Vlad now understood​​ what it meant⁠⁠​ to be heavy.⁠‍

***​‍

“Is⁠‌ that why you‌‍‌ resisted for a week?”

Bishop⁠⁠ Pedro stood by‌‍ the window, watching‍‍ the scene below.‍

There⁠​‌ was a blond‌‍​ knight with his⁠‌‌ hands tied, crossing⁠ the square below​⁠‍ and walking towards​​​ the church like⁠⁠​ a criminal.

Joseph​‍‌ had been persistently⁠ holding onto Vlad,​‌ ignoring his pleas,‌‌‍ but he probably⁠ couldn’t bear it⁠ any longer.

It​ was a struggle⁠‍ for a cause,‍​‍ and not even​‍⁠ Joseph could have‍ borne that burden.⁠‌​

“That‍‍‌ sounds quite plausible.”‌⁠‍

However,​‍ it wasn’t just‌‌ soldiers guarding Vlad‌⁠ as they escorted​‍‌ him to the‌⁠ church.

“That‌​‍ wretch should die​⁠ already. He betrayed‍​ pregnant women!”

“I⁠ did my job,​ so why are‌ you treating me​ like a criminal?”​‌

“Don’t‍⁠‍ insult our knight!”⁠‌‍

Vlad⁠ of Soara.

A person born and‍ raised in the‍​ city of Shoara⁠​ and a symbol‍‌ of a self-made‍‍ man who rose‌‍⁠ from the alleys.‍‍

A knight named Vlad,​ who had already‌ made a name‌ for himself at‌ a young age,⁠ was clearly a source of pride‍‍‍ for the citizens⁠‌ of Soara.

“We‍‌ cannot recognize bishops​‍ sent by the‌‌ Vatican! This is‍⁠​ the North!”

“We⁠​ want a bishop⁠⁠‌ with northern blood!”‍‍

Not‌ only support for‌‍ Vlad, but also‍‌​ discontent with Pedro​ that occasionally arose‍‍‍ among the people.​‌‍

As​ Vlad’s march dwindled,‍ the streets of⁠⁠ Soara resounded loudly‌ with voices echoing⁠ all around.

“You’re‍ trying hard.”

Pedro,⁠‌ watching this, stepped‍‍‌ away from the‍⁠ window with a cold grimace.

How⁠‌‍ dare you try‌​⁠ to influence the‍⁠ public sentiment of‍​​ Soara?

As​ expected, those who⁠ bear the blood‍ of Bayezid are‍​ beings not easily​ seen.

“Are⁠ all the heretic‍⁠‍ interrogators ready?”

“I⁠​ am ready.”

However,⁠​ no matter how⁠ hard you try,⁠‍ it’s all just‌ a ploy.

In‌⁠​ the end, all‍‌ these things were‌​​ nothing more than‌ trivial matters that‍ would end up‍ facing the true‌​‌ name.

***‌

Although‍⁠⁠ the situation was‌‌‌ tense, Vlad didn’t⁠⁠ stop looking around‍​ and understanding his‌ surroundings.

“…”​‌

The​​ sight of his‍ surroundings made him​ feel a bit​ of pressure, even‌​​ if it wasn’t‍​ the burden of⁠‌​ the impending trial.‌

‘It⁠‍‍ looks like this.’⁠​

Although⁠⁠ I’ve lived in‌⁠ Soara all my⁠​⁠ life, it was⁠‍ a place I had never been​​ to.

Because⁠ the church was​‍ a place with⁠ too high a threshold for people⁠ living without it.‍‍⁠

“Knight‍‌ Vlad, please come⁠ closer.”

The​ church judge made‍ a semicircular shape.‍

The​ place where Judge‍‌‌ Pedro and the​ suspect Vlad would‍​ be was in‍​ the center of‍ the court, and‍⁠​ officials, including Joseph,​‍ and influential people​‍‍ from the city,‍‍ who had been‌‌‍ specially invited by​​ the church, were‍ to look down‍ on them from​ above.

[These‌⁠ are the ones⁠ who interrogate about⁠‌‍ heresy. The crystal⁠​ ball he’s holding​⁠ looks unusual.]

“…”⁠‍⁠

Vlad⁠‌​ turned his head​‌ and saw the‌ Inquisitors surrounding him.⁠​

A total of 8 interrogators.

They‌‌⁠ all held with‍‌‌ both hands a crystal ball the⁠ size of a human head.

“…There‍‍ are 8 people‍⁠ in total.”

“Not⁠‌ even a witch​​‌ hunt would go‌‌‍ this far. This‌⁠ has gone too​⁠ far.”

Joseph‍‌ frowned, feeling a bitter taste rising⁠‌ from above.

“I⁠‌ guess I’ll have​‌​ to consider the‌⁠‌ worst.”

We‌‍ held out for‍​‌ a week and​‌ tried many ways⁠⁠ to exploit this⁠⁠ trial, but in‍ the end, we‌‍ ran out of​⁠ time.

Now​ I had to‍ prepare for the‍‍⁠ next step considering‍ the worst outcome.‍​

“Place​‌ your hand on⁠‌ the Bible, which⁠ contains the Word‍ of God, and⁠⁠​ respond that you‌ will only speak⁠ the truth. Mr.⁠‍‌ Vlad.”

Inside‍ the church built‌ in the name‍⁠⁠ of God, Vlad⁠⁠‌ placed his hand‍‌‍ on the Bible.‍​

“I‍‍‌ will only speak‍‍ the truth.”

An‌ oath is something‍⁠‌ said with the⁠‌⁠ mouth and held​​ with conscience, but‌⁠⁠ in the current‍‌ situation, it would⁠ be expressed a bit differently.

The⁠​ complex characters’ litany‍ on the floor‍‌​ of the place​‌‌ would extinguish the‍ light of the‌⁠‌ crystal ball from‌‍ the moment Vlad⁠⁠ uttered a lie.⁠‍

“…”⁠

Joseph‌ looked at Pedro,‍⁠⁠ who was in​ front of him‍‌ with silently burning‍​‌ eyes.

However,⁠⁠‍ Pedro, who made‍⁠​ eye contact, only​ had an expressionless​‌​ coldness.

“Now⁠‌‍ I will begin⁠​‌ the trial of⁠ Mr. Vlad, the​ Knight of Bayezid.”⁠‌

It‌ was a signal‍ of the beginning,​‍‍ but perhaps it‍‍ had already ended.‌​‌

Because​​ the current trial⁠‌‌ was nothing more‍​ than a formality⁠​ to achieve a predetermined outcome.

And‍ the outcome would‍ not be happy‍ for Vlad.

“Knight‌ Vlad killed a man named Black⁠ Bear with an​​ indulgence. Is this​‌ true?”

After⁠ hearing the bishop’s​ question, Joseph clenched‍‌ his fists unconsciously.‌‌

Now‍⁠ Pedro was accusing⁠‌ Vlad of the‌ crime through a common and ordinary‌ trial newspaper.

“You’re​​‌ right.”

“You‍⁠ admit that you‌ have disobeyed the‍ word of God.”‌

….What’s‌⁠⁠ that?

The⁠ response was simply​⁠​ that he had​ killed Black Bear,‌‌⁠ but according to⁠​ Pedro’s interpretation, the‍ boy became someone​‌ who ignored God’s⁠ will.

“I‌ didn’t disobey the​‍ word of God!”⁠‌

“Next‍⁠⁠ question.”

One‍‌ question, one answer.⁠‌

With⁠​⁠ Vlad’s answer, one‍​ interrogator stepped out‍⁠​ of the circle.‍⁠

“Do​⁠ you believe that‍​ Knight Vlad has‍ always made the‍‌ right and just‌‌ decision every time⁠​ he kills someone,⁠ as in this⁠‌⁠ case?”

“…That’s‌‌ right.”

He‌ was where he‌‌ was supposed to​ be, so he‌ did what he​ had to do.⁠‌‍

Black​ Bear was a bastard who sold⁠‌‍ pregnant women, and⁠ no indulgence could⁠ hide his wrongdoings.‌‍‌

“It’s​ a lie.”

However,‌​ in the face‍​ of Vlad’s answer,​⁠‍ one of the⁠‌ crystal balls held⁠​ by the interrogator⁠ lost its light.‌

“…!”⁠‌‌

No‌ one can always⁠‍ make the right​‍⁠ decisions in life.⁠

But‍‌‌ Pedro forced Vlad‌‌ to lie by⁠​ hiding unattainable standards,⁠ such as always,⁠⁠ always, the best‍‌‌ attitude, within the‍ question.

“What!”​⁠

“Next​ question.”

With⁠ the question from​​ a moment ago,​‌ Vlad became the​⁠ one who told‍ a lie.

Although​‍ it was only‌ two questions, the⁠⁠ experienced Pedro was​ clearly pointing out​‍‍ Vlad’s weaknesses.

“There‌​ was a report​⁠ that a boy⁠ was struck by‌ a black lightning​‍​ in an alley​‌⁠ in Soara a year ago. Is‌‍ that boy you?”⁠‌

Pedro‌​‍ begins to subject‍‌‌ a man named⁠⁠ Vlad to his⁠‍ will by distorting​ his intentions and‌ asking him deceitful⁠ questions.

His​‌ next question aimed​ to discredit the‌​ reputation Vlad had‍​​ built by throwing‍‍ false suspicions.

“…”‍⁠⁠

However,‌ the question Pedro​​ prepared had a greater impact on‍⁠ Vlad than expected.⁠​⁠

It‌‍ was true that​‌​ there was an‌‍ unknown voice in⁠‌‌ the boy’s soul.⁠

“…It’s⁠ true.”

“It‍‍ came with an​​‌ ominous omen.”

With⁠ the third answer,​​ Vlad became a knight with an⁠⁠‍ ominous omen.

From‌‍ now on, all‍ his achievements will‌‌ be questioned.

“Perhaps​ you hear a voice after being‌​ struck by lightning?​⁠‍ Was there a revelation from some⁠​ unknown being?”

Pedro’s‌‌ grayish eyes gleamed.​⁠‍

No​‍⁠ matter if you‍‌‌ say yes.

No⁠ matter what the‍‍ answer to this‌‍ question, Vlad’s wounded​‌ and battered reputation⁠⁠ will not shine​ as brightly as‍​ now.

“…”‍

Vlad‍‌⁠ couldn’t easily respond⁠‌⁠ to Pedro’s questions.⁠‌​

Vlad‍ was almost delirious‍⁠‍ seeing a new‍‍​ form of malice⁠​‍ he had never‌⁠⁠ experienced before.

“Why‍⁠ don’t you answer?”​⁠

When‍​ Vlad began to‌‍ hesitate, unable to⁠​ give an easy⁠⁠ answer, even the‌​⁠ people in the‍⁠ audience began to‍ whisper little by‍ little.

To​‍ be precise, it‌⁠ was a clamor⁠ that arose from​⁠ influential people in‌​ the city who‍‍​ shared the same⁠​‍ views as the​​ bishop.

“If⁠ you ask me⁠ if I heard⁠⁠ a voice…”

If​​ you say yes,‍​​ you’ll be considered​​‍ an evil being,‍‌ and if you​ say no, you’ll‍ be lying.

No‍‍⁠ matter what I said, it was‍⁠​ an irreparable dilemma.​‍‍

[Say‍​‌ it’s true.]

Said​ the voice, watching⁠⁠‍ Vlad who was‌‌ hesitating.

The‍‍ voice knew that‌⁠ in this case,​‍‍ telling a lie⁠‌​ would be more‌​ fatal.

It​⁠⁠ would be better‌‌‍ to at least‌⁠‌ make the excuse⁠‌‌ that I briefly‌⁠ lost consciousness due‌‌‌ to the aftermath⁠ of being struck⁠‌ by lightning.

‘But…’‌​

[If⁠⁠​ you say no,‌ it would be​‌ a lie. If​‌​ that happens, there⁠‌ won’t even be​‌ a chance to‌‌⁠ make excuses.]

The‌‍‌ worst-case scenario would‍‌‍ be when the​‍ identity of the‍​ voice is revealed‍​ in front of‍ everyone.

However,‌‍ the voice had⁠⁠ already made a decision from the⁠⁠⁠ moment it entered‍ the courtroom.

[Don’t​​‍ worry, just do‌ it. I’ll never‌ let my identity‍​ be revealed.]

“…”‍‌⁠

Inquisitors‍‌ doubting him and⁠​ a bishop forcing​ him to respond.‍

Vlad,​⁠‌ facing a dilemma,⁠‌ had to find⁠‍⁠ some kind of‌ answer.

Boom!‍⁠​

“Stop!”‍‍​

At⁠‍ the moment Vlad​​ was about to​ speak, a loud‍ noise was heard‌ from the entrance​⁠​ of the church.​⁠‌

The​​​ cold winter wind‍ began to blow‍‌ in from the⁠ open entrance.

“Stop‌​ the trial!”

People​⁠ standing at the​⁠‌ open door.

An​⁠ elderly priest gasping​⁠ for breath and⁠ a deacon who‍‍​ still looked young.‍‍

And‌‌ even Gregory, who​ breathed a sigh‍ of relief behind⁠‌​ them.

“This⁠ trial is not‍​‍ fair!”

Finally,​​ latecomers but not‍​ too late have‌⁠ arrived here.

“You‍​ can’t let unauthorized​‌⁠ people in!”

The⁠ guards blocked the​‌ sudden intrusion of‌‍ the man, but⁠ were surprised when‌‌ they saw the‍⁠‌ white robe he‍ was wearing.

Because​ the clothes he⁠ wore showed that‌‍ he was a faithful servant of​ God.

“How​‍ dare you speak⁠⁠ of your qualifications‌‌ for the trial‌⁠ in front of⁠ me!”

Pedro’s​​​ flow was interrupted⁠⁠ by the sudden​‍‍ interruption, and he​⁠ looked at the​‍ man who burst‌‍‍ into the courtroom‌ with shining eyes.‍

However,​‌ the man who‌‌ had just entered⁠ the courtroom was‍‌‍ fully qualified to​​ say that the​⁠‌ current trial was​ not fair.

“I⁠‌ am the one⁠ who grants the​ name of Mr.‌⁠‌ Vlad the Knight!”‍

Vlad‍ of Soara.

There⁠‍ was someone who​‍‌ picked up the​‍ name that was​‍ lying on the​ ground without anyone‌‍​ knowing it and‌ placed it in‍‍‌ front of God’s⁠​⁠ name.

“If‍​ there were any⁠ doubts about his‍‌​ name, it should⁠‌​ have passed through​​ me first!”

When‌ Vlad heard that⁠‌ he was his‍ guarantor, he turned‍‌‌ his head and⁠⁠​ looked to where⁠ the entrance was.‍

There‍ was a man⁠ hurrying to the​‌ judge without even‍‌‌ being able to​‌ shake the snow‌⁠ off his beard.⁠‍

With‌‍ the support of​‍ the young deacon,⁠⁠ he took one‍‌‍ tired step at​‍ a time.

“Priest…”​​

“Don’t​⁠ say anything from⁠‌ now on.”

Andreas‍⁠ stood next to‍‌ Vlad, still panting.⁠

There​ was still a cold aura in‍‍ each of his⁠ breaths.

“I​​ will speak for‌​ you.”

It​ was an unfair⁠ judge and a biased trial.

But‌​ now that the‌‌ boy has just‍⁠‌ lifted the weight‌​‌ off his shoulders,‌⁠​ the trial begins‌ to take on​​ a new balance.‌‌‌

“At​‍ last, you came‍ here.”

The⁠⁠⁠ face of the‌​​ person he most​ wanted to see‌ at that moment​ appeared in Pedro’s⁠ grayish-white eyes.

It‌​ was the guarantor​​⁠ of the boy​‌ and a faithful⁠​ priest recognized by‍‌ everyone in the‍ North.

“Long‌‌ time no see.‌ Bishop Pedro.”

A man who followed⁠​ the example of⁠​ the knight and​​​ crossed the snowy‌​ cold of the​​ North Wind.

“Priest‌‌​ Andreas Greetings.”

Priest​⁠⁠ Andreas.

He‌​ was a man​ who was willing‍⁠⁠ to step onto⁠⁠ the scale for​ the boy he‌​ had vouched for.⁠

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