At around ten o'clock, Hobart arrived at the docks with Philip, Allen, and Dennis, whose forehead was bright red, to welcome the delegation sent by the Earth Mother Church.
The docks were once again packed with people. Many of them were seeing people dressed in church attire for the first time.
There had been no priests preaching and no bishops conducting rituals here for over fifty years, yet most people still believed in the Earth Mother. To them, faith had become a habit.
They had initially thought they would be thrilled to see bishops and priests, but when Hobart appeared with his butler and two male servants, their excitement gradually faded.
Because they finally realized that the Earth Mother Church had sent priests and a bishop not because there were many believers here, but because the Lord had defeated the monster in Full Moon Lake.
Without the Lord, they might never have seen clergy in their entire lives.
Thus, when Bishop Dick and his party disembarked, they immediately sensed that something was off with the atmosphere at the docks. Along the way, they had received enthusiastic welcomes at every port.
When they arrived at Jeffrey Town's port, if these people were not welcoming them, why had so many come out? But if they were welcoming them, why did their eyes and body language show not the slightest hint of it? No one had come to spread the Mother Goddess's gospel for so many years. By all rights, they should have been excited, even moved to tears.
Yet they simply watched quietly. Rather than welcoming them, it was more like they were watching a show.
After a merely courteous greeting, Baron Hobart handed the reception arrangements over to his butler.
Butler Philip took them to tour the repaired church and discussed