At this moment, Alice first led everyone below in prayer. Then she slowly picked up the robe placed in the very center of the table. It looked to be of excellent quality and carried quite a few magical enhancements. Its style was also that of the Ankhseram Church.
Having spent so long around the Ankhseram Temple, Li naturally knew what Zeref was capable of producing.
This robe appeared to be roughly on par with the other two. When Alice picked it up, both young bishops showed looks of astonishment. Naturally, they had no idea why their robes had been passed over.
Alice softly said, "May Ankhseram, the God of Life and Death, be with us. She grants us life and brings us death, yet glory is with us as well... Bishop Lansiat!"
Everyone below was utterly stunned upon hearing Alice's words. According to the information they had, Lansiat was little more than an old man waiting to retire. Yet Alice had actually chosen his robe this time, and every face was filled with disbelief.
Lansiat, meanwhile, walked up in overwhelming excitement. Trembling, he knelt on the ground. Alice sighed softly. "I grant you glory, and this glory also comes from God."
After she said that, despair appeared on the faces of the two young bishops. The looks others gave Lansiat changed as well. If they had previously looked upon him with contempt, then Lansiat had now abruptly become someone highly sought after.
Only then did everyone finally remember that although the two young bishops were young, they had no real seniority. Lansiat, on the other hand, had struggled in this position for no fewer than ten years.
Several people with a little seniority finally recalled that ten years ago, Lansiat had been the hottest figure in the city. Back then,