There were six full-fledged nuns and eight apprentice nuns, but only Ye Kong and two other girls had learned the Healing Spell.
There were twenty members of the Knights Order.
The rest were ordinary Priests or staff members.
"Most of these Holy Knights should be Black Iron Rank. The few who haven't reached Black Iron are very close. As for that Black-Armored Knight, although it hasn't been confirmed yet, I think he's very likely Mithril Rank as well."
It was perfectly normal for a small city to have one Mithril Rank individual stationed there. The Light Prayer Church had deep foundations. If they considered Konghai City relatively ordinary, it would not be impossible for them to raise the number of local Mithril Rank individuals to two or even more.
Zhiyi'er was an exception, having been demoted here from somewhere else.
The Bishop himself was also most likely Mithril Rank.
Or rather, the possibility of him being Mithril Rank was actually the greatest.
"Everyone's here. Let's prepare to depart."
The elderly Bishop stood before everyone with a cane in hand. He gave a slight nod, then led the entire group toward the main entrance.
Ye Kong followed at the back of the group, slowly passing through the central hall corridor of the Grand Cathedral.
Only then did she realize that many civilians had already gathered beneath the stairs in front of the church.
Two rows of Knights stood in neat formation, leaving the central path through the hall open.
The civilians' gazes fell upon the handsome Holy Knights and beautiful young nuns present. Ye Kong noticed that many people's eyes were unconsciously drawn to her.
A small number of civilians began whispering among themselves. With a probe from the Mystic Thread, she understood that they were discussing her.
The Bishop, dressed