The news that "Amon had infiltrated a Church of Storms cathedral and stolen the donation box" spread secretly among the upper echelons of the major churches.
The bishop of every cathedral had been told to beware of believers wearing monocles—whether they put one on after entering or had been wearing one from the start, regardless of whether they were tall or short, fat or thin, old or young, male or female...
In short, beware of monocles.
Under such circumstances, Alice entered St. Samuel's Church. Of course, she was not wearing a monocle—the thing had been stuffed into her pocket.
When she saw the Goddess's donation box, Alice hesitated for a moment. In the end, she did not ceremoniously put on the monocle. She merely grabbed a large handful of assorted foreign coins and stuffed them into the donation box.
The bishop did not look pleased at the sight. Instead, he slowly frowned.
Alice did not notice. After tossing the money into the donation box, she sat quietly in a seat and began to pray.
When she opened her eyes and prepared to leave, a familiar voice stopped her. "Could you come downstairs for a moment?"
Alice turned her head—it was Leonard.
She looked at Leonard in confusion, waiting for his explanation.
Looking at her, Leonard said softly, "Archbishop Anthony wants to ask you something."
Alice almost reflexively remembered what she had done yesterday. She felt guilty for a brief moment, then followed him with perfect justification.
...It was all Amon's doing. What did it have to do with her?
Amon, if you have the guts, come out and say you didn't do it! Let's see who'd believe you!
Leonard didn't know what Alice was thinking. In fact, he was even puzzled as to why he had been assigned to call