"Your Eminence, the rumours about the demons have spread to the mainland." A bald priest knelt before a handsome male with long silver hair and a pair of golden eyes. This man was the newly crowned pope of the Luminal Church, on the mainland.
After the death of Johan Vidus Pontymare who betrayed the church and became lost in heretic views, this man replaced him as the pope.
"Your Eminence, we should despatch a contingent of Templar Knights at once and—"
"No."
"But why—"
"I am afraid we do not have the luxury to deploy our troops to those islands. The civil war that plagued our kingdom for over a decade is finally coming to an end."
The handsome male leaned across the extravagant throne, his hand glistening with golden light as he reached into the air. "Those barbaric races on the continent let them perish. When they turn and beg for our salvation, we shall take action."
The bald priest could only stare at the newly crowned Pope in shock and disbelief.
