"Day of God's Birth is about to arrive. The God of Radiance will descend and perform Divine Miracles, driving back the evil gods and nightmares..."
Bishop Whistleck frowned deeply. This was not the first time; he patiently explained it to the believer once again.
The God of Radiance had never issued a Divine Revelation regarding Day of God's Birth.
But no matter how Bishop Whistleck explained it, the believer before him simply refused to believe.
The more he said, the more suspiciously the believer looked at Bishop Whistleck.
Could this Bishop be a fake?
He had received a Divine Revelation, yet the Bishop had not.
Or perhaps this Bishop's faith was not firm enough.
Bishop Whistleck sighed inwardly.
He had already consulted the Pope, and the answer he received was that no Divine Revelation had been issued.
Since the Pope had said so, it had to be correct.
Yet the believers' incessant questions were making even Bishop Whistleck lose confidence.
If even a Bishop of the church had lost confidence, one could imagine just how widely this matter had spread.
By now, believers had hung celebratory decorations along many streets in the Starfall Empire and Atlantis.
They were certain that the arrival of Day of God's Birth was unquestionably a Divine Revelation from the God of Radiance.
When enough people believed in something, even a lie could become truth.
Even some churches had announced celebrations for Day of God's Birth.
Under such circumstances, no amount of explanation from Bishop Whistleck would be of use.
He might as well go along with the mistake and use the spectacle of Day of God's Birth.
To reveal to the world the beautiful divine kingdom he had seen.
Bishop Whistleck looked to his side, at the colleague who could make even Bishop's robes look