Violet-Gold Crown (Part 2)

On the other side of the Pros River, the Holy Light Empire's army stood ready, every soldier brimming with vigor. This was the long-awaited war to crusade against heretics.

Ever since the Holy Light Empire had been founded, it seemed that God's favor had grown even greater. As long as one held devout faith in one's heart, everyone could feel an inexhaustible strength within their bodies. They were full of spirit every day, never tiring no matter how much they did.

Thus, following in the footsteps of the Holy Light Empire, the Light Church rapidly spread in all directions and firmly took hold of the entire empire.

"Your Holiness, we have just received word that the king of the Black Moon Kingdom, Butuo XVII, has arrived at the front lines. He is in the military camp across the Pros River."

A red-robed Mage respectfully bowed to the middle-aged man seated upon the great chair. The man dressed in magnificent robes seemed to possess an approachable air, the feeling of a "father," yet at the same time carried supreme majesty.

He was Fairland, the Pope of the Light Church and Emperor of the Holy Light Empire!

By now, Fairland had long since been crowned Pope of the Holy Light Empire. He held all the power of both empire and Church in his hands, and within the Holy Light Empire, he was almost the incarnation of God himself.

"Archbishop Nananni, do not worry. The heretics of the Black Moon Kingdom have merely lost their way. God guides us to bring them beneath His radiance, to cleanse their hearts. They may yet become God's most devout believers!"

This red-robed Mage was none other than an archbishop of the Holy Light Empire. He was a clergyman of the Church, but also an imperial minister.