Chapter 853 (2/2)

”I, I still can't believe this kind of thing... I'm a little ordinary priest... How can it...”

”Whether you believe it or not, he is true.” deacon hilwick showed some impatient expression, sighed again, and handed a delicate crescent white letter:

”This is a personal letter from the Duke of Byrne with the seal of the Archbishop of innocent on it - if you still don't want to believe it, we can go directly to the red blood castle and confront his Excellency Loren Turin, the Duke of Byrne.”

At the moment of hearing the name of the dark haired wizard, the young priest's expression was obviously gloomy.

”All believers, please get out of the way.” deacon hilwick coughed softly and became serious: ”the carriage is waiting outside the door. Over the red blood castle, please be sure to arrive at the cathedral before tomorrow morning to meet the Duke and hold an oath ceremony.”

”Can you wait?” the young priest was still struggling: ”I, I think I may need some time...”

”I can wait, the Duke of Byrne can wait, and the Archbishop can - but Byrne can't, and even less can Byrne's believers.”

Deacon hilwick shook his head and looked to both sides if he pointed: ”the Bishop's throne has been vacant for three years. How long are you going to let these simple and kind believers who trust you and love you wait?”

The young priest struggled for nearly a minute and finally sighed heavily.

The overloaded camel was put on the last straw.

The guards got out of the way, and the believers who confronted them retreated to both sides of the church to make a spacious passage.

”May the Holy Cross bless you and bless you.” the respectful deacon hilwick lowered his head and shouted:

”The guide of the lambs, the mentor of the knight's land, the incarnation of saints, the bishop of Byrne...”

”... the most devout, Lord Weber!”