"What are they doing?" On the small square in front of the inn, I pointed at the hurried Divine Office personnel on the mountain road below and asked Sailin in confusion, "Is there some religious event today? Or is it because of the heretic information we brought?"
Sailin looked equally puzzled. "Today isn't a religious gathering, and as for heretics... the information we brought shouldn't be serious enough for this. Even the Cardinal Archbishops have been mobilized. Hm? It looks like those gathering are bishops responsible for deciphering ancient documents and managing the holy relic vaults. The combat priests don't seem to be moving. Did they discover some major new relic site?"
It seemed that Sailin, an outsider who spent all year away from the city, did not know much about what was happening in the Holy City either. Just then, a young priest who apparently had not been summoned passed by us—perhaps he was also going to watch the commotion. I casually stopped him. "Excuse me, what's all this fuss down there about? Is there an event today?"
The young priest seemed to know about us and recognized at a glance that the people before him were the guests who had come to meet the Pope today. I figured he had recognized Sandora; her distinguishing feature was simply too obvious. A "floating glowing orb" was an unspoken ID card anywhere. Smiling faintly, he said, "You must be the two guests who arrived today? The Pope summoned the Holy Relic Experts down there. Apparently, three days ago, the God Forging Furnace sent a divine revelation unlike any seen in a century. The Pope urgently gathered everyone to decipher its meaning. They have one meeting a day, and this is already the third day. But I don't know the specifics. I