"Holy Warrior Robin!"
Gandalf's face was solemn. "So you organized a heretical sect and even tried to rescue the criminals inside the Court of Justice?"
"How could that be?"
Though he had long been prepared to turn against them, and was even about to make his move, this really wasn't something Robin had done.
What's more, using this disappearance to implicate him looked very much like an attempt to strike first.
Robin glanced at Jay in confusion, only to see that the Pope's expression was calm, betraying not the slightest emotion.
"Is that so?"
Gandalf sneered. "Then how do you explain these?"
"They're just a note. Anyone could have forged the handwriting..."
Robin clenched his fists in secret and looked around. He discovered that at some point, the temple had filled with black-robed Clerics, all wearing solemn expressions. He had brought only a handful of Holy Warriors, and they were surrounded.
"Your Holiness, do you believe such a ridiculous lie?"
His eyes darted about. He immediately fell to his knees with an air of devotion, his face flushing as he argued loudly, "Gandalf is trying to ruin the Church's reputation!"
"Gandalf!"
At last, Jay spoke. "A single note is insufficient evidence to conclude that Holy Warrior Robin is connected to heretics!"
"If the evidence is insufficient, then what about these?"
Gandalf sneered, finally baring his sharp fangs.
He waved a hand, and several black-robed Clerics immediately carried a chest forward. It was filled with letters and books interpreting religious doctrine.
"You've been dissatisfied with the Church for ten years!"
Gandalf accused him loudly. "Robin! You searched everywhere for the Church's classics from the old era, refuted the doctrine of original sin until there was nothing left of it, and even secretly contacted Holy Warriors and priests dissatisfied with the current