Gabriel naturally knew Dole's methods. This young man's control was terrifyingly strong; his command over his own power had nearly reached the limits of what a human could achieve. Every strike stayed within a fixed range, never causing needless destruction. If he targeted a single point, not a scrap of damage would appear anywhere else.
Yet when he wreaked havoc within the empire, no matter whom he struck, he was slapping the Dark Holy See's face with resounding smacks.
Gabriel snorted coldly. "Whatever the Voodoo Organization does, that is an internal matter of our Holy See. It has nothing to do with you, Wizard Dole. Don't you think you've stretched your hand too far?"
Dole stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze gradually turning sharp and imperious.
"I do not believe I have done anything wrong. Grievances must be repaid with grievances, and enmity with enmity. That has always been my principle. In consideration of your duties, I will not hold this against you. But if you keep obstructing me for no reason, then you are an enemy."
Dole's voice gradually turned icy. This Gabriel was truly irritating.
Gabriel froze inwardly. He looked toward the divine envoy beside him, and the two exchanged their thoughts.
"Lord Divine Envoy, this place cannot be used as a battlefield. It is the natural barrier between our Holy See and the East Ring Empire. If it is truly destroyed, war between the two nations may not be far off."
The divine envoy looked over the surrounding world. The East Ring Empire was likewise an empire with few believers. Naturally, it would be best if they could conquer it, but under the current circumstances, the East Ring Empire was relatively powerful, and they were still incapable of attacking it.
The divine envoy looked