"Come with me, Your Highness, Child of God..."
"His Majesty is waiting for you..."
The red-robed priest of the Dusk Church murmured softly as he slowly approached Miles.
His expression was calm, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes hollow. Something indescribably terrifying seemed to lurk behind his pupils.
"That's... a red-robed priest of the Dusk Church!"
The passing crowd soon noticed what was happening.
Several merchants instinctively stopped, then their expressions shifted slightly, and they quickly retreated to either side of the street; some lowered their heads to avoid the priest's gaze, while others immediately made a hand gesture representing the Rust Cult before their chests upon recognizing his gray-red robe.
Even a few commoners who had just collected food from the church took their children aside to clear the way.
As the surrounding pedestrians scattered in panic, the priest finally reached Miles. He slowly formed a hand seal, muttering what seemed to be preparations for his next spell.
But just then, all he saw was Miles suddenly thrusting a hand toward him, his eyes lighting up with an eerie blue glow!
Telekinetic Binding!
"Urgh!"
The priest grunted, his body shuddering as his movements stopped involuntarily. Then an invisible force slowly lifted him into the air.
Miles held his outstretched hand in a loose grip and asked coldly, "Who are you?"
Suspended in midair, the red-robed priest found it increasingly difficult to breathe, yet the smile on his face did not change at all.
"His Majesty... is waiting for you..."
"Answer my question!"
Miles frowned.
"How did you find me? And what was that spell just now?"
"The Child of God will eventually... return to the Father..."
The priest merely continued repeating his words mechanically.
"Fine, if that's how it's going to be..."
The eerie blue light