At the same time.
"That's enough. Take the prisoners back to camp. Split off two teams to continue searching. Notify us immediately if you find any trace of priests. The rest will return with us."
The pursuit after the Battle of Cru Town was drawing to a close. Nearly half of the Kingdom Army had been captured, and a great many priests had died under the relentless hunt. As for the remaining enemies, they had already vanished without a trace during this time. There was no point in pursuing them further, so Benjamin nodded and gave the order to withdraw.
In truth, even if those priests escaped, they would not be able to stir up much trouble.
—Half an hour earlier, they had received word from Elizabeth: Havenlight had fallen, and St. Peter's Cathedral had been destroyed. Where else could those priests run?
The Church was finished.
"Don't let your guard down. The current Pope is still alive and well. Until we drag him out, this war isn't over." Miles walked over from the distance, looking around as he spoke.
"I know." Benjamin nodded. "But if he's truly determined to hide—if he slips into the deep mountains or conceals himself in some remote corner of the kingdom—it'll be difficult to find him through ordinary means alone. So... I'll leave this important task to you!"
Miles was immediately bewildered.
"How... did this end up on my head again?"
"Other than you, who can pick one person out from a sea of people?" Benjamin patted him on the shoulder and said with a grave expression, "No need to refuse. I know you have the ability! Go on—the future of the kingdom rests on your shoulders!"
"..."
Miles was left speechless. Before he even had time to say anything, the task of finding