Qin Ran glanced at the phantom warrior that flashed across the sky, never slowing his steps as he approached the church ahead.
Before the entrance steps of this church, which was no less imposing than Dandong Church, over a hundred robed clerics stood solemnly.
Three armored knights stood at the front of the crowd.
Their removed cloaks marked all three as squires.
"Stop!"
"Outsider!"
One of the squires shouted at Qin Ran as he approached.
Qin Ran kept walking, paying him no heed, as though he neither heard nor saw him.
The people blocking his way came as no surprise to Qin Ran.
He knew perfectly well that, with the appearance of the Danton Decree, they would be on their guard unless they were fools.
But what did that matter?
An unprepared enemy might be easier to deal with than a wary one, but Qin Ran would never regret what he had just said to Sili Danton.
Without the Danton Church joining him, he, the "remnant of the Griffin Church"-stripped of its congregation, clerics, nuns, priests, and officiants, with only a single knight remaining-was little more than a joke to the Sacred Heritage Society as a whole.
He did not even qualify to reclaim a place for the Griffin Church within the Sacred Heritage Society.
In fact, even with the Danton Church joining him, he merely looked a little better, no longer a lone man putting on a one-man show.
But to truly earn that right?
Qin Ran raised his head. He looked at the people blocking his way, then at the footprints concealed behind the church doors, visible through [Tracking].
There was no doubt that the people who had tried to assassinate him earlier came from this church.
Or, more precisely, from the Olin Church.
Unlike Marilin, which had