Edinburgh's grand cathedral utterly surpassed Salisbury's Ash Great Cathedral in scale.
Once, Morgan held her coronation ceremony in Salisbury's Ash Great Cathedral, becoming the Queen of Britain and ushering in the Queen's Calendar. Now, the Royal Clan had also built a grand cathedral in Edinburgh, making its main hall resemble the Throne Hall—spacious and solemn, with even a raised platform and throne at the very back.
After all, there were no gods or religious faiths in the Fairy Kingdom of Britain. Even if churches were built, there would be no Statues of God inside, much less chapels for prayer.
Thus, Nokturna walked straight to the very back and sat in the only seat in the hall.
"You may all withdraw first."
Rather than speak to Riezel and the others immediately, Nokturna first cleared out everyone around her and dismissed the guards.
"""Yes!"""
The soldiers responded crisply. They did not seem worried in the least that anything might happen to their Queen, and withdrew in orderly fashion.
Of course, they only retreated to the rear hall and did not leave the cathedral.
Should anything happen, those soldiers could charge in from either side at any moment.
Only then did Nokturna finally speak.
"Now we can talk properly, yes?"
As if she had lost interest in Artoria, Nokturna looked at Riezel with great interest.
"Tell me first. Who are you?"
Before Riezel could answer that question, Artoria spoke up first.
"If you have something to say, say it to me!" Artoria said warily. "He's just an ordinary human foot soldier traveling with us. He's not important... Ow!"
Artoria's words were cut off by a cry of pain.
Expressionlessly, Riezel withdrew the hand he had used to rap her on the head, leaving Artoria looking on the verge of tears.
The sight made