"What an evil power. If my Lord's power hadn't been able to suppress it, this treatment would probably have ended in failure!"
The Bishop of the Justice Church said, his voice tinged with lingering fear.
Just then, the Church's Nuns and Paladins entered the hall.
A Paladin two meters tall, powerfully built, with a Black Battle Axe strapped to his back and clad in Silver Armor, hurried to the side of the Paladin being treated. He gently placed a hand on the other man's head and sensed his condition.
"His physical injuries have been completely healed, and his mind and soul have also recovered to some extent. We'll have to wait until Bimis wakes up to see how much he can remember and learn what happened."
"Bishop, sorry for the trouble!"
The burly Paladin spoke in a deep voice, bowing slightly to the Bishop beside him.
"It's my duty, Renokis. There's no need to thank me. As a member of the Church, he's my brother too!"
The Bishop turned his gaze to Bimis, who lay on the floor.
Bimis was still clutching the White Cylinder tightly, showing no sign of letting go.
A ring-shaped seam ran around the edge of the White Cylinder, clearly indicating that it contained something.
Although the Church's members had noticed the White Cylinder from the start, they had decided not to act rashly after discussing the matter.
Who knew whether opening the White Cylinder might unleash a disaster?
No one knew what was inside.
If it turned out to be some kind of trigger-activated weapon, they'd be in serious trouble.
Until they had more information and thorough precautions in place, maintaining the status quo was the more sensible choice.
Three hours later!
Bimis had been moved to a small room deep inside the Temple,