Three days later, a Floating Battleship set out from Okla City, heading for Sixth Teleportation Array Island.
At the Floating Ship Port, Kyle watched the Floating Battleship vanish completely before turning back toward the palace, ready to deal with the work that had piled up.
As for finding Celeste for a game of chess, that would probably have to wait several months.
After a thunderclap the night before last, that guy had left behind a letter and disappeared. Barring any surprises, he should already have been ten thousand miles away by now.
At that very moment, within Zerik Count Territory in Tucas Province of the Parambria Kingdom, Celeste was draped in a Dawn Priest robe, swaggering along the street.
When the residents along the way saw him, they all stopped and bowed, expressing their respect to the priest.
Ever since the false god had been slain and the source set right, clergy and fanatics had been executed batch after batch, and the air carried a lingering reek of blood that would not disperse.
In just half a year, within the borders of the Parambria Kingdom, almost anything related to the Holy Blood Church had nearly vanished.
Under the awed gazes of the crowd, Celeste arrived outside a church and looked up at this localized Dawn Church, nearly bursting out laughing.
Blue stone statues stood on both sides of the main entrance, and a plaque cast from silver hung above the lintel. Written on it in the common tongue were the words "Dawn Church."
He had to admit, the calligraphy was actually quite good.
Looking inside, it was bare and empty, almost entirely devoid of anything.
In the innermost hall, a young man was kneeling beneath the statue of the God of Dawn, praying devoutly while murmuring a prayer he had