A Mysterious Letter

There were quite a few priests to keep under control, but there were even more Banshees. Aside from Ash and a few others with important duties, practically all these Banshees who loved watching trouble unfold had gathered here.

Perhaps the priests had been too deeply impressed by their earlier prayer session. The moment the Banshees made a move, the priests swiftly quieted down.

None of them even resisted.

Because the priests were so cooperative, the disturbance was quelled almost before it had begun, somewhat taking the Banshees by surprise.

Nini scratched her head and looked hesitantly at the Silent Temple priests standing quietly to the side. "Are you... feeling better? Should we continue the tour, or would you like to rest first?"

The Banshees knew their limits, after all. These Silent Temple priests had only just been roused from unconsciousness. Scaring them a little was one thing, but further provoking them might actually cause something to happen.

Ignati raised his head and glanced at the sky above the courtyard.

He seemed to look even worse than before, yet his eyes were bright, and he appeared more spirited instead.

"It's getting late. We should continue the tour tomorrow. Castel is so vast that we couldn't finish seeing it in a day or two, and we have much to sort through from what we've gained."

"Then I'll take you to your accommodations."

"Thank you for the trouble."

Now that the priests had awakened, they naturally would not remain in the hospital. Guests arriving in Castel were generally housed in the main cathedral, but considering this group's identities, Theus had arranged accommodations for them on the outskirts of the island.

The priests looked rather disheveled. Many of them had just been pinned to the ground by the Banshees. Nora had initially wanted to